TOO MANY ft. Semaj & HF Vandy Lyrics

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Too many bitch, too many hoes

I got these racks, my bank account froze

Fuckin your bitch she don't want you no more

Yeah I do the dash it's like I'm a ghost

Wearing designer yeah I got Vlone

My money is long

I'm smoking that strong

Yeah I got the pack

Popping a perky yeah just to relax

I'm fucking that bitch

Yeah I'm fucking these thots

She sending me pics

I open like Jack in the box

I got ice on my wrist

These diamonds they weigh down a lot

I got too many Ms

Can never go broke for a thot

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Yeah

I told them pop out with the bitches

I say that I want it I get it

You fine, top five, in the best in my city

I got drip from my head to my toe

And these diamonds on me came from all around the globe

Yeah why was you stepping

Yeah why would you pivot

Designer my body I'm dripped in Givenchy

Got people depending on me I don't know what to tell them but I'm finna get in that mode

Got bitches all over my body I know they wanna fuck so ima just see how it goes

Where I'm laying I'm having my hoes

If I was a bitch they'd be calling me

Hoe

And you know we not having no smoke

Too many niggas get left on the road

I put ice on my wrist

Check

I put ice on your bitch

Check

Ain't no nigga I'm fearing

Check

Tell these niggas I'm fear-less

I got too much on me ima skrrt off

Eliante my diamonds they turn on

Magic city your bitch take her clothes off

Shaking her ass on my table she show off

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Too many bitches, too many hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes

Fuckin these bitches and fucking these hoes