​hurikane lyrics

[Chorus]
I got bad hoes, huh
I got one hoe, huh
She so bad though, f*ck her in that front row
Where your gat hoe?
Take her to that gun store, huh
Where my b*tch?
Where my b*tch? Come roll my blunt hoe
Think I love her, I need her, my hoe got aquafina
Hurricane Katrina
I beat the cat now she a singer, hey
The way I move my fingers, and I be countin' racks
Told her throw it back
I can't get too attached

[Verse]
Call my bro a star, yeah
I like the way you lookin' black
No Prada's just the mask
I'm like damn that sh*t fat
I said "Damn this b*tch bad"
Watchout 'fore I get mad
She likе "Rel what you want?"
Yeah I swear I missеd that
I might buy her new Celine
Said she like my style, and she like my diamond ring
She like how I dress, and how I rock designer jeans (Yeah)
Takeher on a date and had to buy her a lot of [?] (Yeah, yeah)
That ain't sh*t though
Don't get me p*ssed off
Take off your shirt, kiss her on her neck, I said I'm in her walls
I'm poppin' pills, I took a X, yeah I'm bout to fall
Them drugs f*ckin' up my head, I need Tylenol (sh*t)
[Chorus]
I got bad hoes, huh
I got one hoe, huh
She so bad though, f*ck her in that front row
Where your gat hoe?
Take her to that gun store, huh
Think I love her, I need her, my hoe got aquafina
Hurricane Katrina
I beat the cat now she a singer, hey
The way I move my fingers, and I be countin' racks
Told her throw it back
I can't get too attached