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Famous Hoes lyrics

Performer NLE Choppa

Famous Hoes song lyrics by NLE Choppa official

Famous Hoes is a song in English

(CashMoneyAP)
Oh, no
Oh, no, oh
Oh, oh, no
NLE the top Shotta
I got the bomb like Al-Qaeda

Get a bitch and make her famous, next minute she blocked me (blocked me)
30 in this Perc, I need to slow down on the roxys (on the roxys)
Got a call my niggas died, I damn near skipped a heartbeat (skipped a heartbeat)
Lookin' for your love, bet your feelings is departin' (departin')
Pull up on the wrong street, you niggas getting blicked out
Gun up in my hand while I fuck her wit my dick out (dick out)
We was really in the trenches, thuggin' in the choppa house (Choppa house)
Don't you tell me that it's smoke because you know that we gon' bang it out

I don't even know which car I'ma drive (drive)
Roll a three-five now I'm too damn high (too damn high)
Bitch I'm in my zone, don't you kill my vibe (don't you kill my vibe)
If a nigga play, you know them choppas gon' ride (ride)
That micro Draco clip, it look like a banana (like a banana)
A nigga look wrong in this bitch, we gonna blam him (grr, grr)
A lot of choppas when we ride, raise the count up (raise the count up)
I robbed a corner store, the gun over the counter (uh, uh, uh)
And I ain't gotta spin back because I know he's dead
Ain't no surviving when you shoot a nigga right in his head
Paramedics askin' questions 'bout that boy and the meds
And they know he ain't gon' make it so they pronounced him dead

Get a bitch and make her famous, next minute she blocked me (blocked me)
30 in this Perc, I need to slow down on the roxys (on the roxys)
Got a call my niggas died, I damn near skipped a heartbeat (skipped a heartbeat)
Lookin' for your love, bet your feelings is departin' (departin')
Pull up on the wrong street, you niggas getting blicked out
Gun up in my hand while I fuck her wit my dick out (dick out)
We was really in the trenches, thuggin' in the choppa house (choppa house)
Don't you tell me that it's smoke because you know that we gon' bang it out

They gon' feel me on this motherfucker
NLE the top Shotta, yeah
Pull up on the wrong street, you niggas getting blicked out
Gun up in my hand while I fuck her wit my dick out (dick out)
We was really in the trenches thuggin' in the choppa house (choppa house)
Don't you tell me that it's smoke because you know that we gon' bang it out
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Akash Chandani, Alessia De Gasperis Brigante, Alex Christian Jean Petit, Bryson Lashun Potts
Copyright: Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

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