Cheerleader Lyrics
Yeah, yeah
Hoe ass nigga you ain’t nothing but a cheerleader
In the hood doing donuts in the two-seater
No pat down, in the club with like two heaters
Take a nigga soul, I’m the motherfucking grim reaper
I ain’t going back and forth with the little bitty bitch
Know they call me big latto so I pop big shit
Get her knocked off, checking hoes off the hit list
Thirty bitches deep and they all with the shits
Bitch, little bitty bitch
Put that lil money up, lil nigga that ain’t shit
Bitch, little bitty bitch
Know some little hoe, they got pressure but I ain’t did shit
Ain’t did shit, won’t do shit, ain’t on shit
Bitches be hating so I ride with the stick
Latto so fine, make him lie to his bitch
Groupie ass hoes they be all in the mix
Stiff ass booty, need to get shit fixed
Scary ass hoes, y’all make me sick
I ain’t running from no smoke, bitch is what it is
Bitch I ain’t come here to talk
Cut all the cappin’ we know that you soft
Lame ass hoe, you ain’t see what I saw
I don’t do the talking, you know what I’m ’bout
It’s a hot girl summer so I’m riding with the heater
Hot headed bitch like I stay with a fever
Stay out my business, you work for them people
Big latto, bitch, I’m the pope and the preacher
Hoe ass nigga you ain’t nothing but a cheerleader
In the hood doing donuts in the two-seater
No pat down, in the club with like two heaters
Take a nigga soul, I’m the motherfucking grim reaper
I ain’t going back and forth with the little bitty bitch
Know they call me big latto so I pop big shit
Get her knocked off, checking hoes off the hit list
Thirty bitches deep and they all with the shits
Bitch, little bitty bitch
Put that lil money up, lil nigga that ain’t shit
Bitch, little bitty bitch
Know some little hoe, they got pressure but I ain’t did shit
Baled headed, stupid ass hoe
Heard she a freak, put this pole down her throat
Fucking rich niggas but ya ass still broke
So why in the fuck is you fucking him for
Ain’t never danced but I play with that pole
Play with big lato, they wiping your nose
Stay true to the game, I stick to the code
Ain’t squashing no beef, we settle the score
Always on guard I saty ready
Can’t fuck with bitches, these bitches be petty
When I’m in the AMG 12 cannont catch me
I like it spray on a bitch like R. Kelly
Latto a freak in the sheets
Latto go ape in the streets
Lil mama swear we got beef
Don’t even know that hoe but lil shawty know me
yeah
Hoe ass nigga you ain’t nothing but a cheerleader
In the hood doing donuts in the two-seater
No pat down, in the club with like two heaters
Take a nigga soul, I’m the motherfucking grim reaper
I ain’t going back and forth with the little bitty bitch
Know they call me big latto so I pop big shit
Get her knocked off, checking hoes off the hit list
Thirty bitches deep and they all with the shits
Bitch, little bitty bitch
Put that lil money up, lil nigga that ain’t shit
Bitch, little bitty bitch
Know some little hoe, they got pressure but I ain’t did shit
