Kirko Bangz - Ugly b**hes lyrics

[Verse 1: Kirko Bangz] I met this one b**h Her name was ugly; should've known I shouldn't have f**ed with But see, when I'm thinking with my dick, everything's switched I'm Shaq boy, on the block tryna' hit a lick Like I ain't give a sh**, knowing that I gave a f** Like what if my n***as found out that I was f**ing her The one we talked about in school, used to chop her up But my dick tell me I'm a fool if I don't chop her up I mean she stay around the corner, won't nobody know Besides I'm tryna slide inside, then I gotta go Gave her my number, told her to keep it on the low She cracked a smile like, "Trust me, won't nobody know" Stupid b**h had me fooled everytime I pulled Up to the house I felt bad like, "What the f** you doin'?" Super head-hunter everynight it's goin' down But that bad part is that she weigh about three hundred pounds... Damn [Hook: Kirko Bangz] Man, I done f**ed some ugly b**hes I'm a keep it real dog, I done f**ed some ugly b**hes On the real man, I done f**ed some ugly b**hes C'mon dog, man you know f**ed some ugly b**hes f** it, my n***a, I done f**ed some ugly b**hes On the real dog, I done f**ed some ugly b**hes I keep it trill with y'all, I done f**ed some ugly b**hes C'mon dog, man you know you f**ed some ugly b**hes [Verse 2: Kirko Bangz] Remember back when I was in school, at that Prairie View Where the girls real; freaky, fine, very few Sophisticated, my conversation has designated To get them drawers in the walls like I'm renovatin' I never thought that I would find myself fornicatin' With a b**h that looked like she had born a baby After I f**ed, I threw up, "I need some toilet paper" Sick as f**, throwing up, naw I'm just playin' But sh** I could've when her friend said I ate her out That ugly b**h man I swear I coulda' laid her out I wanted to look for her, but sh** I couldn't though Cause the last time we f**ed, I let her take a picture yo... Damn [Hook: Kirko Bangz] [Verse 3: Kirko Bangz] sh**, now when I'm out here on the road out here doing shows Nine times out of ten, I been gettin' chosed But sometimes, somedays man, sh** be slow And I tend to f** with a b**h I shouldn't though Like that one chick, I call her Red, never got the no She caught me as I left the club; grabbed me at the door And said, "I'd do anything to get a chance with you." "Oh for real, like what? ", She said, "You tell me boo" "sh**, ain't no trippin' here's my phone put yo' sh** inside" "Come through I got some liqour baby, we gon' chill tonight" I got through, seein' her phone and something wasn't right Six kids, the b**h told me she was forty-five... What the f**