GHB lyrics

[Intro]
Where the hoes at? That's all I'm askin' (I wanted to be like Mike)

[Chorus]
Bad hoes (f*ck it up), skinny hoes (f*ck it up)
Thick hoes (f*ck it up), fat hoes (f*ck it up)
Bougie hoes (f*ck it up), ghetto hoes (f*ck it up)
Now the whole party f*cked up

[Verse 1]
Your b*tch got that WAP, shake it fast, don't stop
She got that liquor in her system, play my songs, it's gettin' hot
She knowin' Kam do it all, I hit her off the wall
My money stretched tall, scoring, I love to ball
That n*gga big mad, but his money little
Quise, where the money at? Not on the floor, it's on the ceiling
Hit this one n*gga b*tch with suit on, guеss I'm a villain
310 setting trends, all you n*ggas is my children
Tеll me why this n*gga b*tch asked to go to Mexico
Kam havin' motion, hoes knowin' that I'm next to blow
Brought the whole gang on stage, it's a cash show
We all gettin' fly, we ain't scared to let the bag blow
Your b*tch bad, got ass, man, I might poke
Derek put his wrist up in the air, it's like a light show
The face on Quise watch breakdancin', it's white like snow
Tryna compete financially, sh*t, you might go broke
[Pre-Chorus]
Finna go to pound town with this ghetto hood b*tch
I'm makin' way too much money to condone the bullsh*t
Y'all need to up y'all funds quick, y'all condonin' bum sh*t
Freak b*tch arch her back, told her don't run from this sh*t

[Chorus]
Bad hoes (f*ck it up), skinny hoes (f*ck it up)
Thick hoes (f*ck it up), fat hoes (f*ck it up)
Bougie hoes (f*ck it up), ghetto hoes (f*ck it up)
Now the whole party f*cked up

[Verse 2]
I love a pretty b*tch with motion
Her n*gga ain't worth sh*t, he sittin' around, loafin'
24/7, need some 'za, the trap open
He thought his b*tch was loyal, man, that's the same ho that be rollin'
f*ck it up
Man, I love the hoes, but it's money over everything
Yeah, your b*tch bad, but she'll never get a wedding ring
Your main b*tch the reason my phone always ring
Young rich n*ggas in the city, I'm livin' my dreams

[Chorus]
Bad hoes (f*ck it up), skinny hoes (f*ck it up)
Thick hoes (f*ck it up), fat hoes (f*ck it up)
Bougie hoes (f*ck it up), ghetto hoes (f*ck it up)
Now the whole party f*cked up
[Pre-Chorus]
Finna go to pound town with this ghetto hood b*tch
I'm makin' way too much money to condone the bullsh*t
Y'all need to up y'all funds quick, y'all condonin' bum sh*t
Freak b*tch arch her back, told her don't run from this sh*t

[Chorus]
Bad hoes (f*ck it up), skinny hoes (f*ck it up)
Thick hoes (f*ck it up), fat hoes (f*ck it up)
Bougie hoes (f*ck it up), ghetto hoes (f*ck it up)
Now the whole party f*cked up
Bad hoes (f*ck it up), skinny hoes (f*ck it up)
Thick hoes (f*ck it up), fat hoes (f*ck it up)
Bougie hoes (f*ck it up), ghetto hoes (f*ck it up)
Now the whole party f*cked up