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Playboi Carti - Kelly K Lyrics




And I only f*ck with thick hoes
White hoe, let's go, that's my type though
White hoe, let's go, white hoes
And I only f*ck with-
Let's go

And I only f*ck rich hoe
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
White hoe, let's go
White hoe, let's go
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
Black hoe, let's go
Black hoe, let's go

She just need a nigga oh with a check though
Moving to slow move to the left hoe
Moving to slow move to the left hoe
Hurry up, we hoppin' on this jet though
And I only f*ck with thick hoe
I'm a skinny nigga you see these tight clothes
Piped up, yeah I'm piped hoe
Come and get piped for the night hoe
Designer drugs and I need some ice hoe
A lot of hoes yeah I need some condoms
F*ckin with young Carti you'll get high hoe
You riding too slow, are you high hoe
Are you high hoe
Come and sip some drank pop some pills, come get high hoe
We been on a jet, we so high, we on fly mode
I be flexing on these niggas, pop, but they pop mode
With my eyes closed
I'm on bang bros
I got hella hoes, I got hella hoes
Got that nasty flow
She get nasty though...

And I only f*ck rich hoes
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
White hoe, let's go
White hoe, let's go
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
Black hoe, let's go
Black hoe, let's go

Hoe I'm flexed up
Lookin' like who next up, called your face up
I just got my check up, got my cash up
You can't get no check cause, get your bands up
Face down, ass up
F*ck around the club with your hands up
F*ck around the club I'm no dancer
Keep that pole on me, I might just blam yah
Keep that pole on me I told the man no
Walk inside that bit I'm in extendo
I'm a walkin' lick bitch where your camera
If she want that whole thing I give her sample
The way I stall that bitch, like where your man go
F*ckin' on this bitch inside the bando
Suckin' on this dick there is no handle
I just turned this bitch into my main hoe

And I only f*ck with rich hoe
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
White hoe, let's go
White hoe, let's go
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
White hoe, let's go
Black hoe, let's go
And I only f*ck rich hoe
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
White hoe, let's go
White hoe, let's go
And I only f*ck with thick hoe
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
Black hoe, let's go
Black hoe, let's go

Yeah my main hoe, take that dirty money hoe
To the bank hoe
First you flip a birdy hoe, make a name hoe
I go seven-thirty hoe
On the drank hoe (Ooh, lean)
Like what you drank, hoe?
I pour up that pink hoe, ease'a pink doe
All up In my styrofoam, I'm on lean hoe
She say she so lonely doe
Lean on me hoe
I might give your bitch the bone, not no leash, hoe
I just want lil' dome, from a free hoe
I ain't with the cuffin' hoe, that ain't me hoe
I just like to press a hoe, like that me hoe
Feelin' in yo' chest hoe, that's OG hoe
Think I need a G4, this for me hoe
Designer shit, no cheap clothes
You a thief hoe
I throw out the bank roll
Then that thang go
(Yah!)
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And I only f*ck with thick hoes
White hoe, let's go, that's my type though
White hoe, let's go, white hoes
And I only f*ck with-
Let's go

And I only f*ck rich hoe
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
White hoe, let's go
White hoe, let's go
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
Black hoe, let's go
Black hoe, let's go

She just need a nigga oh with a check though
Moving to slow move to the left hoe
Moving to slow move to the left hoe
Hurry up, we hoppin' on this jet though
And I only f*ck with thick hoe
I'm a skinny nigga you see these tight clothes
Piped up, yeah I'm piped hoe
Come and get piped for the night hoe
Designer drugs and I need some ice hoe
A lot of hoes yeah I need some condoms
F*ckin with young Carti you'll get high hoe
You riding too slow, are you high hoe
Are you high hoe
Come and sip some drank pop some pills, come get high hoe
We been on a jet, we so high, we on fly mode
I be flexing on these niggas, pop, but they pop mode
With my eyes closed
I'm on bang bros
I got hella hoes, I got hella hoes
Got that nasty flow
She get nasty though...

And I only f*ck rich hoes
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
White hoe, let's go
White hoe, let's go
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
Black hoe, let's go
Black hoe, let's go

Hoe I'm flexed up
Lookin' like who next up, called your face up
I just got my check up, got my cash up
You can't get no check cause, get your bands up
Face down, ass up
F*ck around the club with your hands up
F*ck around the club I'm no dancer
Keep that pole on me, I might just blam yah
Keep that pole on me I told the man no
Walk inside that bit I'm in extendo
I'm a walkin' lick bitch where your camera
If she want that whole thing I give her sample
The way I stall that bitch, like where your man go
F*ckin' on this bitch inside the bando
Suckin' on this dick there is no handle
I just turned this bitch into my main hoe

And I only f*ck with rich hoe
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
White hoe, let's go
White hoe, let's go
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
White hoe, let's go
Black hoe, let's go
And I only f*ck rich hoe
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
White hoe, let's go
White hoe, let's go
And I only f*ck with thick hoe
And I only f*ck with thick hoes
Black hoe, let's go
Black hoe, let's go

Yeah my main hoe, take that dirty money hoe
To the bank hoe
First you flip a birdy hoe, make a name hoe
I go seven-thirty hoe
On the drank hoe (Ooh, lean)
Like what you drank, hoe?
I pour up that pink hoe, ease'a pink doe
All up In my styrofoam, I'm on lean hoe
She say she so lonely doe
Lean on me hoe
I might give your bitch the bone, not no leash, hoe
I just want lil' dome, from a free hoe
I ain't with the cuffin' hoe, that ain't me hoe
I just like to press a hoe, like that me hoe
Feelin' in yo' chest hoe, that's OG hoe
Think I need a G4, this for me hoe
Designer shit, no cheap clothes
You a thief hoe
I throw out the bank roll
Then that thang go
(Yah!)
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Writer: JACOB BRIAN DUTTON, JORDAN CARTER, JOSHUA LUELLEN, TOMISLAV PASANEC
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., SENTRIC MUSIC


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