Top Songs By Kash Doll
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kash Doll
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Arkeisha Knight
Songwriter
Byron Thomas
Songwriter
Kristen Spencer
Songwriter
Joshua Antwan Newkirk
Songwriter
Richard Parker Wiggins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bradley "Dula" Post
Recording Engineer
6lement
Producer
Irvin Johnson
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Heard they locked yo' **** up, he got to singin' like a sample
Talkin' out yo' neck gon' get you knocked out them sandals (Bitch)
42 and Ace of Spades on deck like I gamble (Bitch)
Say they get it poppin', I pull up, y'all gon' scramble
[Chorus]
Fake hoes, fuck 'em, weird hoes, fuck 'em
Weak, broke, lame hoes, fuck 'em
**** out here trickin' off that munyun, fuck 'em
Thinkin' I'm the one that he gon' front on, fuck 'em
Snake hoes, fuck 'em, jealous hoes, fuck 'em
Cheap, dry, burnt hoes, fuck 'em
If he bein' stingy, get his friend, fuck 'em
Say that shit louder one mo' 'gain, fuck 'em (Aye, look)
[Verse 1]
Like my trunk in the front and my man from the hood (That's right)
Turn a bitch to a blunt, roll her up in a 'Wood
Snuck a stick in the Kelly, promoter tell me I'm good (I'm good)
Ass fat wit' no belly, you barely get in the club
You a Section 8 bitch, I'm in here buyin' eight sections (Broke bitch)
Eight-figure ****, he just ate me for breakfast (That's right)
Ridin' slab on yo' **** face out in Texas
Now yo' chest hurt 'cause you done went through them texts (Ah-ha)
Need a Ruff Ryder, Bent' Spur slider (That's right)
Patty cake, big face, bitch, big timer
Different color 'Ne'Ne's, I got all these **** buyin' 'em
Tired hoes out here chasin' **** that be hidin' 'em (Ah-ha)
[Chorus]
Fake hoes, fuck 'em, weird hoes, fuck 'em
Weak, broke, lame hoes, fuck 'em
**** out here trickin' off that munyun, fuck 'em
Thinkin' I'm the one that he gon' front on, fuck 'em
Snake hoes, fuck 'em, jealous hoes, fuck 'em (Aye)
Cheap, dry, burnt hoes, fuck 'em (Aye)
If he bein' stingy, get his friend, fuck 'em (Aye)
Say that shit louder one mo' 'gain, fuck 'em (Aye, look)
[Verse 2]
Pop my shit 'cause I could stand on that in six-inch heels
Just to get me out the house gon' cost you 'bout six mill' (Facts)
Walk around wit' all this ice, I ain't got no chill (That's right)
Them hoes you wit' just like ya jewelry, ain't none of 'em real (Fake bitch)
Kash been winnin'
The way I'm on these bitches' heads, I'm a whole tenant (I'm a whole tenant)
My name forever in they mouth, I'm a whole dentist
The US Open on my neck, yeah, this a whole tennis
I been ballin' for a minute, got you hoes winded, try to keep up
I might buy another mansion just to kick my feet up
Face beat while you bitches out here lookin' beat up
At this point, I be pissin' bitches off so much, I keep the seat up, let's go
[Chorus]
Fake hoes, fuck 'em, weird hoes, fuck 'em
Weak, broke, lame hoes, fuck 'em
**** out here trickin' off that munyun, fuck 'em
Thinkin' I'm the one that he gon' front on, fuck 'em
Snake hoes, fuck 'em, jealous hoes, fuck 'em
Cheap, dry, burnt hoes, fuck 'em
If he bein' stingy, get his friend, fuck 'em
Say that shit louder one mo' 'gain, fuck 'em
[Outro]
Fuck 'em
Fuck you fuckin' bitches, fuck 'em
Written by: Arkeisha Knight, Byron Thomas, Joshua Antwan Newkirk, Kirsten Allyssa Spencer, Richard Parker Wiggins