Freak Hoes

[Verse 1: Coach Joey]
Let me start this with this introduction
I'm Joe, I hate hoes‚ but I love fucking
I used to want you‚ now I want nothing
If we ain't fucking‚ don't trip when I fuck your cousin
It's all about me, bitch, I'm David [?]
[?] I hate you‚ bitch, call your uncles
If them niggas start trippin, [?] call my [?]
They gon pull up bussin‚ let them niggas touch 'em
Man, I'm getting tired of these freak hoes
I hit once, and get another shot like a free throw
You deepthroat, [?] me go
You cheep ho, and I heard your whip just got [?]
I'm tired of talking, bitch, quit calling my phone
You ain't using my Uber, find a way home
I need some space to think, just leave me alone
I'm having mood swings, I still love you though

[Chorus: AllStar JR]
Freak bitch [?] up
Come eat this dick up
Grab your phone, call sis up
I pray to god that that petty bitch pick up
I ain't droppin off, you ain't finna run my [?] up

[Verse 2: Cash Kidd]
Let me start off with this introduction
I hate this bitch, but love the way she sucking
I love the fact that when I call, she come and I run
I'm all ready to drop her back off, she trippin bout nothing
What's your credit score? Don't care about your pussy
Pillo talking just to fuck, lil nigga, you a rooky
[?] smoking cookie, finesse baby out her coochie
[?] 60 dollars, gave her ass counterfeit 20's
I'm all tired of these bitches
I thought I told you we was cool, why you stalking me on Insta?
Commenting all on my pictures, bitch, don't you got a nigga?
Better play your role, before I get fed up and startsnitching
She be doing way too much, but her head fire
[?] I would've been blocked her
[?] I don't need the stress, bitch, we can't fuck no more
And don't take it personal, I still love you though

[Chorus: AllStar JR]
Freak bitch [?] up
Come eat this dick up
Grab your phone, call sis up
I pray to god that that petty bitch pick up
I ain't droppin off, you ain't finna run my [?] up

[Verse 3: AllStar JR]
Let me start off with this introduction
I smack this bitch whip, I ain't give her nothing
That pussy ain't shit, I ain't like the fucking
Block on all my social sites, get no likes or nothing
Now she fucking on this bumm, got no ice or nothing
They can't go to [?] get no [?] or nothing
Laughing with my nigga Joe, like her life ain't nothing
Bitch [?] for nothing [?] couldn't like [?]
I can count a hundred times I done fucked girls
Not one of them nice, [?] cuff girls
I done been around the block with enough girls
So I'm comfortable with saying fuck girls
Ain't a dollar for them folloers, so quit it
You worrying bout who I'm fucking, the problem is it's your sister
You always wanna argue, having problems with bitches
But you calling off work, that's the problem with bitches