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Fresco - right hoes / for real Lyrics



Fresco - right hoes / for real Lyrics
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(Yeah, yeah, yo)
Said I'm getting the right hoes
Copping Balenci, the right clothes
Booling all night did like ten shows
This is the life that I chose
You can't f*ck it up for me, I won't let it happen
I'm on the left, on the right got a bad bitch
Tired of hearing the lies and the cappin'
You on the plane, and bitch I'm your captain
I'm in control of my destiny
I'm cooking up, don't need no recipe
I'll give you this dick, not the rest of me
Oh no
Can't f*ck with a hoe, no
Yeah they always tryna f*ckin' come out
But you won't get no photo
Yeah, told that bitch I'm on the way
I'm finna slide to your place
Really been missing your-
Yeah, really been missing your face
Got like ten blunts I'mma face
No, this ain't a phase
I get geeked when I'm rolling in the Wraith
And you tweak, and I'm chose and on the way
But I'm also f*ckin' choosing
Hella packs I been moving
Hella wack, you a groupie
Tryna choose me
I won't let you f*ckin' get it
Gettin' the racks going up, my percentage
Hit from the back she love it when I'm in it
Love it when I'm in it
Said I'm getting the right hoes
Copping Balenci, the right clothes
Booling all night did like ten shows
This is the life that I chose
You can't f*ck it up for me, I won't let it happen
I'm on the left, on the right got a bad bitch
Tired of hearing the lies and the cappin'
You on the plane, and bitch I'm your captain
I'm in control of my destiny
I'm cooking up, don't need no recipe
I'll give you this dick, not the rest of me
Oh no
Can't f*ck with a hoe, no
Yeah they always tryna f*ckin' come out
But you won't get no photo
Getting so high like ain't no other way
I just need you and your company
Need you right next to me up in the club, for real
Totin' my glock and you totin' my dubs, for real
Hoes pulling up, tell 'em they gotta chill
Opps pulling up, let me just pop my pill
For real, getting bread, yeah for real
Getting head, yeah for real
(Getting bread, yeah for real)
(Getting head, yeah for real)
(Yeah)
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(Yeah, yeah, yo)
Said I'm getting the right hoes
Copping Balenci, the right clothes
Booling all night did like ten shows
This is the life that I chose
You can't f*ck it up for me, I won't let it happen
I'm on the left, on the right got a bad bitch
Tired of hearing the lies and the cappin'
You on the plane, and bitch I'm your captain
I'm in control of my destiny
I'm cooking up, don't need no recipe
I'll give you this dick, not the rest of me
Oh no
Can't f*ck with a hoe, no
Yeah they always tryna f*ckin' come out
But you won't get no photo
Yeah, told that bitch I'm on the way
I'm finna slide to your place
Really been missing your-
Yeah, really been missing your face
Got like ten blunts I'mma face
No, this ain't a phase
I get geeked when I'm rolling in the Wraith
And you tweak, and I'm chose and on the way
But I'm also f*ckin' choosing
Hella packs I been moving
Hella wack, you a groupie
Tryna choose me
I won't let you f*ckin' get it
Gettin' the racks going up, my percentage
Hit from the back she love it when I'm in it
Love it when I'm in it
Said I'm getting the right hoes
Copping Balenci, the right clothes
Booling all night did like ten shows
This is the life that I chose
You can't f*ck it up for me, I won't let it happen
I'm on the left, on the right got a bad bitch
Tired of hearing the lies and the cappin'
You on the plane, and bitch I'm your captain
I'm in control of my destiny
I'm cooking up, don't need no recipe
I'll give you this dick, not the rest of me
Oh no
Can't f*ck with a hoe, no
Yeah they always tryna f*ckin' come out
But you won't get no photo
Getting so high like ain't no other way
I just need you and your company
Need you right next to me up in the club, for real
Totin' my glock and you totin' my dubs, for real
Hoes pulling up, tell 'em they gotta chill
Opps pulling up, let me just pop my pill
For real, getting bread, yeah for real
Getting head, yeah for real
(Getting bread, yeah for real)
(Getting head, yeah for real)
(Yeah)
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Writer: Aaron Dick
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Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Aaron Dick

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