Fan Hoes lyrics

by

Nardo Wick


[Intro]
I ain't talkin' 'bout my real fam
Talkin' 'bout dirty hoes
Fan hoes, fan hoes
Groupie b*tches, groupie b*tches
(Damn, Trademark!)

[Pre-Chorus]
Why these b*tches cappin' on my name (Why they do that?)
Makin' posts like we was somethin', baby, all I did was f*ck
Why these b*tches cappin' on my name (Why they do that?)
Tellin' people we was somethin', baby, all I did was f*ck

[Chorus]
They ain't nothin' but some
Fan hoes, groupie b*tches, groupie b*tches, fan hoes
Fan hoes, groupie b*tches, groupie b*tches, fan hoes
Fan hoes, groupie b*tches, groupie b*tches, fan hoes
Fan hoes, groupie b*tches, groupie b*tches, fan hoes

[Verse]
"Nardo, what's her name? Didn't you hit her?"
I don't be knowin' their names, I go by pictures (I go by pictures)
She cryin' 'cause I played her, go buy tissues (Go buy tissues)
She ain't used to guys like me, I know her n*gga (Uh-huh)
Break her back and I tell Tutu, "Call my phone so I can leave" (So I can go)
She get up and walk me to the door, got carpet burn all on her knees (Carpet burn all on her)
She kinda tall, well I'm a monkey, look at me, I'm climbin' trees
She say I knocked on her period, look at me, I'm bangin' Bs (b*tch, I'm bangin' Blood)
Don't give a f*ck about no n*gga, call yo' uncle, daddy, brother
I'm the stepper that's gon' stomp when it come time to be a stomper
I don't like the baggy jeans 'cause it be hard to tuck my cutter
Put my finger in that other hole 'cause she like when I do it (Like when I do it)
She so petty, she get mad whenever her friends go on my music (Friends go on my music)
Make everybody dance, how the f*ck they dance? I don't know, I guess this chopper sound like music
I keep that stick by the bed like I'm Aiden (Like I'm Aiden)
I wore a rubber, b*tch still screamed, "Baby" (b*tch still screamed)
You was a nut, honey, you was not my lady
Got her out of Carolina, whip turned her crazy
[Pre-Chorus]
Why these b*tches cappin' on my name (Why they do that?)
Makin' posts like we was somethin', baby, all I did was f*ck
Why these b*tches cappin' on my name (Why they do that?)
Tellin' people we was somethin', baby, all I did was f*ck

[Chorus]
They ain't nothin' but some
Fan hoes, groupie b*tches, groupie b*tches, fan hoes
Fan hoes, groupie b*tches, groupie b*tches, fan hoes
Fan hoes, groupie b*tches, groupie b*tches, fan hoes
Fan hoes, groupie b*tches, groupie b*tches, fan hoes

[Outro]
Fan hoes, groupie b*tches, groupie b*tches, fan hoes
Fan hoes, fan hoes, groupie b*tches, fan hoes
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