Hooters lyrics

by

Iceboy ben


[Intro]
Real trap sh*t
Y'all already know it’s a f*cking freestyle, b*tch
I don't need no f*cking lyrics, I can just make this sh*t up
Come from the heart
Trapaholics
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Real trap sh*t
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse]
Don't f*ck with me unless you got a shooter
I think my b*tch work at Hooters
Ayy, ayy, don’t f*ck with me
Ayy, ayy, you gone get robbery

b*tch, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
b*tch, what, b*tch, what
b*tch, what, b*tch, what

Don't f*ck with me unless you got a shooter
I think my b*tch work at Hooters
Ayy, ayy, don't f*ck with me
Ayy, ayy, you gone get robbery
b*tch, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
b*tch, what, b*tch, what
b*tch, what, b*tch, what
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