Jenna Anne - The Motto: HOMO lyrics

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Jenna Anne - The Motto: HOMO lyrics

[Verse: Ashley Wylde] I'm a lesbian, you don't get it do ya? Type of swag everybody acting like they knew ya Go downtown, Mile Hi City biiiitch Them straight girls love me like I'm Bette Porter Tell the fresh crew, I ball in Cali too Clubbing hard, f**ing women, ain't much to do Big name, all the b**hes wanna get fame Got game, man, your b**h came, ain't sh** changed How you feel? Keeping real? Want a taste? Twenty nothing sitting on your girlfriend's face, uhh I'm in the club and I'm feeling myself Rest in peace, James Byrd, say it loud, get it heard, okay Getting laid? Well holla whenever that stop My team gay, got K-Stew as our mascot Tell Daf, "it's the hair that make me stay" GLBT, don't f**ing forget IQA Me and LHead chill, yeah you know where that's at Don't hate, see the rest of ya'll on tinychat Ya know I wanna eat her, my swagger's off the meter She know even if she's looking, bruh, I don't really see her Oh, that's how ya feel? Babe, that's really how you feel? The pimping ice cold and the b**h is down to chill No I'm not a man, then again maybe I am, I can almost guarantee she won't give a damn Real b**hes what's up? [Chorus: Ashley Wylde] Now he tryna get blown You already know though Not even once, that's the motto, keep it h*mo and we bout it every day, every day, every day We ain't sitting on a bench 'cause a playa gotta play Every day, every day, f** what all the hater's say Can't see them 'cause the p**y in the way Real b**hes what's up? [Verse: Jenna Anne] One, time f** one time Then I get the b**h out like a smooth crime Seven, pounds up front Like a girl to keep it balanced so I'm checking out her bu*t Got, mad pride, we in this b**h Wish a f**er would make a scene in this b**h And if a girl call, I'll put me in that b**h That's my MO, add a B to that sh** I'm so hot, got game Forgot, your name (oops!) Talk stupid, off with your head! Better yet girl, get spread, mm, yeah I'm so young steeze, got a calming affect like a beach side breeze Funny how a breeze ain't enough to get high Ain't sh** high, less you seeing me, super fly I, tongue kiss her other tongue Skeet skeet skeet, water gun Oh my god, Becky, look at her bu*t (coochie)