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nardo wick - fan hoes lyrics
[intro]
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout my [?], fam
talkin’ ’bout dirty hoes
fan hoes, fan hoes
groupie b_tches, groupie b_tches
(d_mn, 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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