Bambi (Rapper) – 8 Dead Hoes

Bambi (Rapper) – 8 Dead Hoes Lyrics

Artist: Bambi (Rapper)
Song: 8 Dead Hoes

Man, big dough, big dough, big dough
Selling hoes on the track, call {?}
They don’t know how it go in the four, and if they don’t then their brains get blow
.22 or .556, know we pimping in the mix

Came in for a one double o, know we thugging and plugging till we go
And it’s off top, you know we make this sh#t rock
Pick a spot, y’know we got the block hot
High off weed, goop, higher we go

Know we finna mack that b#tch, f#cking move
Thugging, plugging, opp in the pot
You ain’t never seen sh#t, boy you just sight looking
Play it larry, way he shot back

{?}, I could cop that
Let’s just stop the b#llsh#t
Pick that boy with a full clip
Full clip, extendos, Kirb coming through out the window

Suck me while I’m sleeping like she Kirby up in Dreamland
Wockhardt got me leaning feeling like a f#cking kickstand
Everytime I take a flight I need me like six xans and everytime I’m cooking crack I need about like six pans
Yo b#tch is a big fan, f#cked her, she got big cans

I’m sorry she don’t f#ck with you cause Bambi is a rich man
Spend a couple thousand on my watch, call that wristbands
Spend a couple thousand on my watch, call that wristbands
Used to sell blow, call me Bambi Pablo

I got eight bad hoes in the trunk of my Tahoe
Out here f#ckin’ balling like I hit the f#cking lotto
Catching hella bodies like the south side of Chicago
Pull up to your spot, yeah you know I’ll f#cking pack you out

Left hook, right hook, call me Bambi Pacquiao
Pacquiao, Pacquiao, call me Bambi Pacquiao
Left hook, right hook, call me Bambi Pacquiao
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Release Year: 2021