Redd Shotta - Fuck That Hoe!

I'm finna fuck that hoe! (What?)
I don't trust these hoes (Yea!)
I'm finna fuck that hoe! (Aye!)
Whole lotta diamonds on me (What, what?)
Yea I'm, geeked out my body
I run to the lobby
I'm high off the X (Yea, yea!)
Yea I'm, geeked out my body
I run to the lobby
I'm high off the X (Yea, yea!)
Yea I'm geeked out my body
I pop me a Molly
These pussy gon' try me
I'm geeked out my body
I'm a hot boy, not Bobby
I eat her wasabi
I'm geeked out my body
My memory gettin' foggy
I'm icy like hockey
I'm geeked out my body
She drive a Bugatti
White Friday, Yo Gotti
I'm geeked out my body
I'm a white boy, like Johnny
The next GOAT, like I'm Bronny (Yea!)
I'm finna fuck that hoe! (What?)
I don't trust these hoes (Yea!)
I'm finna fuck that hoe! (Aye!)
Whole lotta diamonds on me (What, what?)
Yea I'm, geeked out my body
I run to the lobby
I'm high off the X (Yea, yea!)
Yea I'm, geeked out my body
I run to the lobby
I'm high off the X (Yea, yea!)

Written by:
Redd Shotta

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