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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
A.B.N.
Songwriter
F. Thompson
Songwriter
Joseph W. McVey
Songwriter
C. Moore
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
All you hoes still get no love
All you can get is a fuck you
Get mad if you want to
Kiss my black ass
All you hoes still get no love
All you can get is a fuck you
Get mad if you want to
Kiss my black ass
[Verse 2]
Hater, I understand why you hate me
'Cause I'm on the radio and on the TV
And your baby mama won't stop callin' my phone
A couple prison bids in my past
'Cause I got caught up in the game
Now it's 750,000 dollars later
At least ten grand every time I pick up my telephone
[Verse 3]
Bitch, I'm doin' my thing
Focus on gettin' my chain
And you ain't gettin' nothin'
I'm cool, so please stay out of my face
'Fore I reach down up under my waist
And then I get to dumpin' on you, bitch
[Verse 4]
All you hoes still get no love
All you can get is a fuck you
Get mad if you want to
Kiss my black ass
All you hoes still get no love
All you can get is a fuck you
Get mad if you want to
Kiss my black ass
[Verse 5]
Too many years I done payed the price
I ain't got no time for no more drama in my life
Day after day, I'm still grindin' hoes
If I ain't grindin' for no body else
I'm grindin' for Ro
That's why there's diamonds on my hand
And swangers on the caravan
I'm an Asshole By Nature, yes, I am
I thought I told y'all
Deep down south, we don't play
Don't get too close
'Cause, ****, I'm gon' spray every one of y'all
Piss me off and I'ma murder every one of y'all
[Verse 6]
I'm gon' let the top down
With my favorite screw-tape bangin'
Better roll cruise control as the cigarello blows
Cell phone ringin', traffic light changin', hold up
[Verse 7]
All you hoes still get no love
All you can get is a fuck you
Get mad if you want to
Kiss my black ass
All you hoes still get no love
All you can get is a fuck you
Get mad if you want to
Kiss my black ass
[Verse 8]
You must be crazy
I still don't love you, roach-ass hoes
Don't excuse my gangsta
Fuck you and everybody, I'ma asshole
Go ahead, catch a attitude
I'ma do me, whether you like it or not
But one thing you gon' have to do
Is kick rocks when you get the fuck up out of my drop
Ain't gon' be no callin' my phone
You can keep on roachin' on your own
Thinkin' I'm a chill but, baby, you're wrong
'Cause I don't love no bitch
These swaggers made out 22 inches of chrome
I got a reputation with money too long
Disrespect me, you get more than the song
So, please stay the fuck off my dick
[Verse 9]
All you hoes still get no love
All you can get is a fuck you
Get mad if you want to
Kiss my black ass
All you hoes still get no love
All you can get is a fuck you
Get mad if you want to
Kiss my black ass
Written by: C. Moore, F. Thompson, Joseph W. McVey