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(I'm looking for the hoes) (Gang, gang) (I love bad bitches, bruh) Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh I love bad bitches too Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh I'm rockin' some Trues, what's new? Von told me to rap my ass off Shit, I'm tryna tell him the same Get to the gwap, I'm tryna take this shit far, but never forget where I came I want the richy-richies, but I don't really care for fame, uh-huh I want the tracky-trackies, this lil' ho aggy, he ask do my son need a daddy? I been poppin' it, my old ho keep tryna stop me, my old friends turnt, wishy-washy Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh I love bad bitches too, aight, ooh Put me on planes when I land, I'll still take flight This lil' ho cute, finna ask her, "What you doin' tonight?" Green in the cup, but it taste likе Sprite I love it so wrong, but it feel so right Uh-huh, it feel so right, uh-huh Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh-huh They talk rеal big, but they sharin' they pipes, woof They callin' me Caitlin, I'm ballin', get your pape' up Uh, uh-huh, white in his nose, that shit look like make up Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Letras de cancionesUh, uh-huh, uh-huh I love bad bitches too Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh I love bad bitches too Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh I'm tryna get rich, so fuck out my face tryna lay up Haha, uh-huh, I love bad bitches too Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh I love bad bitches too Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Huh, go, haha From Letras Mania