No Manners
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Feat. PeeWee Longway (Hook) These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners That bag on me like Santa, that bag on me like Santa That bag on me like Santa, that bag on me like Santa These hoes don't meet my standards, these hoes don't meet my standards These hoes don't meet my standards, these hoes don't meet my standards These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners (Verse: K Camp) I got these hoes, I ain't talking bout shit 'Stead of creepin' round in anon' nigga v.i.p.' Tryna' fuck for a bag that's it, I said these hoes Be the same ones on instagram, think they runnin' things With that person bitch you don't look the same Playing niggas for the check, burning like a cigarette Stay on the scene, but momma so mean she go bust like roulette Really can't trust these hoes anyway Take her to the bed, I'mma hit her with the Hardaway Feet away pinted like my last name Hardaway Heard you cuffin' that, boy you really took the heart away (Hook) These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners That bag on me like Santa, that bag on me like Santa That bag on me like Santa, that bag on me like Santa These hoes don't meet my standards, these hoes don't meet my standards These hoes don't meet my standards, these hoes don't meet my standards These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners (Verse: PeeWee Longway) These hoes don't meet my standard, blue benjamin sack like Santa I blow my yay bandana, lil' bitch I ain't got no manners Lubricate hands to wipe up my Benzel, Benzes and my Rollie is Pikachu yellow Stendo my clip, nigga shoot' at a wedding Goldie mouth pimpin' cause hoes I got several Fuck your bitch under Versace umbrella Double R ghost, inside Versace Bitch eat a dick for a plate of hibachi Hanging with the lows, yea we rollin' and rockin' On another note, yea bitch I'm popping Bitch I got bands, I'm insanely stockin' Machine gun called choppa Trap house, lean, lean, lean on a doctor Smoke good gas like a rasta Slanging OG got no imposter Toss out his bitch and come open locker Bitch don't manners when we eat steak and lobsters Giuseppe steppin' leavin' nigga mugless Hunid bands on me in all my pockets Pocket monster so don't pocket watch Lost my mind on a molly rocket (Hook) These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners That bag on me like Santa, that bag on me like Santa That bag on me like Santa, that bag on me like Santa These hoes don't meet my standards, these hoes don't meet my standards These hoes don't meet my standards, these hoes don't meet my standards These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners These hoes ain't got no manners, these hoes ain't got no manners
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