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Ho Get Back
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Ho Get Back was released on October 4, 2024 by NoLabel as a part of the album Ho Get Back - Single
ReleasedOctober 4, 2024
LabelNoLabel
LanguageEnglish
BPM
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

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Lyrics

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
One, two, three, four, five ho, get back
We ain't with all the chit-chat
**** talk tough and he gon' get his shit splat
And I'm havin' my way in the raq
Glock 19, gen5, peanut butter and sass
We'll leave a **** oozin' out jelly
We from The Raq, we is not from New York
We'll turn this bitch up, but we not get Detty
He say that he wanna eat me up
Just like a fruit cup, told that bitch, I'm ready
I'm downtown at the Trump with a vibe
This not a regular telly
Can't fuck with a **** that talk too much
I ain't with the kissin' and tellin
And I love street **** that got a bag
He packin' a 40, he a felon
Bitches hate me, **** wanna date me
All they ass just mad they ain't me
Shittin' on all these hoes real bad
Like my stomach fucked up, I got the runs
Put the pipe to a boyfriend lip for talkin' too much
****, do you want some
Turn this shit up like it was 500 degrees
I'm hotter than the sun
Don't let your OG get too tough
Cause you wanna poo put
****, we ah kill your mom
**** be gettin' they ass spanked
Instead of gettin' back, they ass hit the net
Post they homie that's dead with broken hearts
****, go catch a hat
Tired of all these peon **** tryna rap
They screamin' this and that
Tough as hell ain't no dick in my pants, but I'm still pullin' out the gat
Facts, go get back
****, go catch a hat
Them 757s beat his back down
Like he just left a party with Diddy
I'm from the north
But I go wherever I want
I'm good all through the city
**** play with me, we gon' slide doors
He gon' get hit in his back
Like his name was Ricky
One, two, three, four, five hoe, get back
I ah get to tweaking like my name was Jack Jack
Push his shit back like he had on a snapback
And bro just went up three
But he love to kill
He want another hat
Pop another pill, get me to relax
Hit up twin if you wanna smoke thrax
Drunk in the club and I'm pullin' out the racks
Drunk in the club, hot finna collapse
Ain't payin' for shit, ****, take me to sacs
She tryna keep up, can't fill in the gaps
She wanna be me, but she cannot rap
Get too close and I pullin out the strap
One false move, I'ma make this bitch clap
One wrong move, he get cracked like a crab
Off this bitch like a bad habit
****, it's a wrap
Close that door, bitch is you slow
One, two, three, four, five hoe, get back
We ain't with all the chit-chat
**** talk tough and he gon' get his shits splat
And I'm havin' my way in the Raq
****, get back
Hoe, get back
****, get back
****, go catch a hat
Written by: Kaaliyah Moore
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