FruitSnacks lyrics

[Intro]
Know they really want a man, yeah
Know they really want a man
Yeah
I know they really want a man, yeah
Know they really want a man
Yeah

[Chorus]
That's why I f*ck hoes that got kids
Cause I know they really want a man
She like "Can you be my kid's new dad?"
I'm like "No, b*tch -- not a chance,"
I ain't even really tryna talk, b*tch
Please drop your pants
I might eat her kid's fruit snacks
Then, pass the b*tch to my mans

[Verse]
Her kid's dad isn't in the picture
Too young to be a father figure
Her baby daddy used to always hit her
And she can't find a babysitter
And hеr house got a thousand roaches
She suck mе up so I wouldn't focus
b*tch I still see these f*ckin' roaches
Damn b*tch, why you live so bogus?
Damn b*tch, why your kids so greedy?
Damn b*tch, why your kids so needy?
She crying to me like "Please don't leave me,"
That reminds me, I should go buy some milk
I'll be right back, the store is down the hill
I'm never coming back, b*tch be for real
Her kids are so bad, that I couldn't hit them
I'm not the real dad, so it isn't-
[Chorus]
That's why I f*ck hoes that got kids
Cause I know they really want a man
She like "Can you be my kid's new dad?"
I'm like "No, b*tch -- not a chance,"
I ain't even really tryna talk, b*tch
Please drop your pants
I might eat her kid's fruit snacks
Then, pass the b*tch to my mans

That's why I f*ck hoes that got kids
Cause I know they really want a man
She like "Can you be my kid's new dad?"
I'm like "No, b*tch -- not a chance,"
I ain't even really tryna talk, b*tch
Please drop your pants
I might eat her kid's fruit snacks
Then, pass the b*tch to my mans