Lyrics Fan Hoes & Groupie Bitches - NOCAPZED feat. Baby Meezy

(LYD)
Bitches wanna see just how it taste because a nigga on
Poppin' my shit, shining' now with Mike Amiri denim on
They just wanna take me to the crib and slob a nigga down
But I ain't got no time for them right now, I tell em' "Move around"
I'm so sick of, all these fan ho's and groupie bitches
I'm tired of all these fakin' like they really with it
And when a nigga ain't have a dime, had to make survival fittest

It go like this right here
That bread gon' double up, you gon' lose a couple friends
Shit, they gon' feel to hate, shit, even from ya' kin
Gon' have you feelin' like, Damn who gon' be there for me in the end?
But you gon' feel like, Fuck it
And just keep stacking back-end
I just get the money, I just run it up and I mean real high
Expensive taste, I put that shit on, this right here a different fly
She just wanna suck it and take my soul
I be like, "Oh my"

Them fan ho's and groupie bitches, gon' do it til' you get real tide
They fan ho's and groupie bitches
(Yea, yea)
They fan ho's and groupie bitches
(Un-huh)
Toxic ho's and boujee women
(Yea, yea)
That's what we deal with in the fuckin' trenches
(Yea, yea)

I stop fuckin' with ho's, they be up in the trenches, they up in there gettin' it
I'ma keep my distance, ion wanna be with it, ion wanna be in it
And I'm not a villain, but if you play with me
You gon' end up missin' (Yea)
Did it on my own, talk to nobody and I mind my business (Yea, yea)

Back to back, two SRT's, fire ride outside my house (Whoa, skrtt)
I swear these niggas, they can't tell me shit
I'ma run my own damn route
Where I come from, them niggas walk down, them niggas don't no talkin'
I need a big one, and I mean right now
And I don't think ima' stop
(Yea)
I know you niggas need me, I make this shit look so easy
Knowin' damn well this shit ain't easy
I make bad bitches get freaky, every time they come and see me
Can't fuck with fan ho's and groupie bitches
'Cause I know that they gon' leave me

Fan ho's and groupie bitches
(Yea, yea)
They fan ho's and groupie bitches
(Un-huh)
Toxic ho's and boujee women
(Yea, yea)
That's what we deal with in the fuckin' trenches
(Yea, yea)
(To tell the truth)