f*ck That b*tch lyrics

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Horseshoe G.A.N.G


[Hook: Young Dro]
b*tch steady hollerin' 'bout f*ck me? Nah, f*ck that b*tch
f*ck that b*tch (f*ck that b*tch), f*ck that b*tch
b*tch steady hollerin' 'bout f*ck me? Nah, f*ck that b*tch
f*ck that b*tch (f*ck that b*tch), f*ck that b*tch
b*tch steady hollerin' 'bout f*ck me? Nah, f*ck that b*tch

[Verse 1: Dice]
Yo, just met a chick in the club
Walked up to her like, "What the business is?"
She said, "This gone cost"
b*tch I'm a boss, like a n*gga with a bunch of businesses
She let me know from the go she a gold diggin' ho
But yo, I love when b*tches get feisty, she'll never be wifey
But I might let her suck my di*k, but sh*t
I be on that boss sh*t, no moonlight, but I be on that Ross sh*t
An hour later, took her to the house and slayed her ass 'til she got exhausted
I woke up, the dame was gone, my chain was gone, aww f*ck I almost lost it
For a second I thought I lost it, then I realized she stole it...aww sh*t
(f*ck Dat b*tch)
I don't know what made me trust that (b*tch)
Called up my female homies from East Side Long Beach
They had to jump that (b*tch)
I'm in a cold position, man I was trippin', f*ckin' with that hatin' ass sl*t
Yeah I got caught slippin', slackin' on my pimpin', "It's all good, playas f*ck up"
I met another chick; I met her while I was ridin' through traffic
I was trynna get it crackin', her rear-end I was plottin' on smashin'
She had them red bottoms on, so I figured she was probably into fashion
She gave me her business card man, classy, she the opposite of ratchet
After I f*cked a few times yo, she was in love with my c*ck
Us Horseshoe n*ggas is kinda like a new pair of Jordans
n*gga them shoes stay up in that box
I got bored with her, started ignoring her
f*ck it, letting her have someone else
She left an angry voice message said
If I wax someone else, it'd be bad for my health (man, please)
(f*ck Dat b*tch)
A n*gga wasn't really trynna love that (b*tch)
Her ass was bad but her attitude was trash
So a n*gga had to dump that (b*tch)
She sent me a picture of her in a wedding dress holding a mean .38
I ain't worried 'bout the drama scene startin'
But I'm feelin' like Martin, a thin line between love and hate...
[Hook: Young Dro]
b*tch steady hollerin' 'bout f*ck me? Nah, f*ck that b*tch
f*ck that b*tch (f*ck that b*tch), f*ck that b*tch
b*tch steady hollerin' 'bout f*ck me? Nah, f*ck that b*tch
f*ck that b*tch (f*ck that b*tch), f*ck that b*tch
b*tch steady hollerin' 'bout f*ck me? Nah, f*ck that b*tch
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