Rich Homie Quan - Hood b**hes lyrics

[Verse 1] She got that water faucet p**y I swear that f**er wet I'm standin' over the kitchen faucet Whippin' up them bricks These n***as keep on beating the door down Want to spend a check The junkie tried to steal my lawn mower he got wet When I first bought my 'Vette these b**hes said Gucci's a mess (damn) Came back in that M6 and I drop my top she drop the dress We the best f** the rest Beefing with me better bring your vest Sliding down the crest in a charger on 6s And I'm looking for them hood b**hes [Hook] Where them hood b**hes, all I f** with hood b**hes Like them hood b**hes, yeah I f** with hood b**hes Where the hood b**hes point me to the hood b**hes It's Guwop in this b**h and I want them hood b**hes Where the b**hes tell me where hood b**hes Where the hood b**hes point me to them hood b**hes Gucci Mane in this b**h I got my hood b**hes You ain't no hood b**h I need them hood b**hes [Verse 2] I'm Gladys Night with a b**h so bad That she rode a bike but she ain't no dyke She got a man but she wear the pants So I guess the p**y n***a got his panties tight So here's the plan, he's a lame Respect the game bring me the white The real the game I'm the Gucci mane Might f** around and make you my man Main thing but a change of heart She came in with some granny panties I'm so picky that my dick went limp And I had to kick the punk b**h up out the mansion Every young n***a got a 45 But the n***a too antsy pants These hood b**hes give the best head When I f** her I keep a pistol handy [Hook]