Gunna Dee - Plenty lyrics

[Hook: Gunna Dee](x2) I got plenty b**hes And my b**hes know that I got plenty b**hes I got plenty b**hes Top floor suite are all the 20 b**hes [Verse 1: Gunna Dee] I bet one of them is your girl, bet I've f**ed your hot cousin Put that glove on, treat that p**y like a hot oven But f** loving, McLovin To these hoes, told her talk when I'm not buzzing I've got plenty Top floor suite, looking penty Talking 'bout the man, I hope you meant me f** an escort, that p**y's rent-free I can't tell a b**h "I ain't into you" I'm just tryna catch her man out like an interview Think he's big fish till I catch him Told him "hand over the Ps or that's the end of you" Had another b**h, she was thirsty I met that b**h on a Thursday Then I f**ed that b**h on a Thursday I f**ed that b**h on the first day [Hook](x2) [Verse 2: Suspect] By my top, you could tell that I'm getting Lizzy In the wooly, shotty is my n***a Skizzy Uh, blocka blocka from the trizzy Some rich n***as that get busy Shout my n***as on the strizzy Told my young'un stay clear from them piglets Phoned me bout the shipment With that cling, I'll make a 9 look a midget You n***as finished Realest and the richest Let me cook a body [?] figures Told her tell her friends to come get with us Wrist looking vally Us n***as clean, you n***as dirty [?] in thirty Stuffed him in the Bentley, now we in a [?] [Hook](x2)