Hood Rat lyrics

by

Emily Montes


[Cupcakke]
I'm a big girl, I don't run from your house
Fat fingers inside of the mouth
Freak b*tch, pus*y weigh your self
I need a drug douleur has always made me happy
Hood b*tch with some hood rat puss
Hood b*tch with some hood rat puss
Hood b*tch with some hood rat puss
Broke n*ggas can't get sh*t from me

[Cuban Doll]
I be disrespectin' n*ggas, come and put it on your phone
I put pus*y on his name and he said yes
Left ass cheek, right b*tch, check out
When that money come, I hit him with the water
I need my bills is this year and the next time
He keep asking me these sh*t like you were gonna lick it off
I think he gay or transgender producer or something
She bend over and over smile and kisses her

[Sukihana]
I'm a little worried that you can get it
Fat fingers inside of the door
Freak show you don’t wanna feel good
I need a great song to listen to
Hood b*tch with some hood rat puss
Hood b*tch with some hood rat puss
Hood b*tch with some hood rat puss
Broke n*ggas can't get sh*t from me
Hannah montana-a-a-ah
Got good vibes from my granny
Make these n*gga spin off the honey
When I wanna leave my house
I like a ratchet night out with me and you
I'll put this phone in your motherf*ckin face
Heard you pay bills, I need the money made
I work on that di*k like it's field day, aye
He gave me a perc, now I'm kissing on that di*k
The way he eat this pus*y got me p*ssin' on his sh*t
Put that ink in my mouth with that motherf*ckin' pen
And I'ma drink that nut like it's motherf*ckin' gin

I'm a big girl, I don't run from that di*k
Fat pus*y, I'ma put it on yo' lips
Freak b*tch, pus*y weigh seven licks
I need a drug dealer di*k up in my ribs
Hood b*tch with some hood rat puss
Hood b*tch with some hood rat puss
Hood b*tch with some hood rat puss
Broke n*ggas can't get sh*t from me

[Hannah montana]
Ride that di*k like I ride on a bike
When he out of town, the pus*y's on Skype
He tryna take my man, not without a fight
When I see that little hoe, it's on sight
I smack b*tches, get digits
I'm the richest
I smack b*tches, get digits
I'm the richest, smack b*tches
[Rosalía]
Oo, ee, oo, aa, aa
Bang, bang, my ovaries out
Sling, sling, that di*k all in my mouth
f*ck me, f*ck me all on your mama's couch
When I toot it up, you better boot it up
Stretch this pus*y out, make the pus*y loosen up
I like coke boys, 'cause they pay for that cat
I like to shop n*gga, take me to sac
Pull my edges out, f*ck me from the back
I see why your baby mama so mad
'Cause she broke, as a joke
When I suck that di*k, I spit up and choke
I'm a freak b*tch, I don't care how it go

I'm a big girl, I don't run from that di*k
Fat pus*y, I'ma put it on yo' lips
Freak b*tch, pus*y weigh seven licks
I need a drug dealer di*k up in my ribs
Hood b*tch with some hood rat puss
Hood b*tch with some hood rat puss
Broke n*ggas can't get sh*t from me
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