Buddy - Hoochie Mama (Lyrics) ft. Tyga

Buddy - Hoochie Mama (Lyrics) ft. Tyga Subscribe here: Follow us on Spotify: Stream: ➥ Become a fan of Rap City: ➥ Follow Buddy: ➥ Follow Tyga: #Buddy #HoochieMama #Tyga #Rapcity ➥ Lyrics: This is a public service announcement I need all the hoochie mamas to report to the dance floor Holler at your boy [Chorus: Buddy] I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama I just got some cat from a hood rat I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama I just got some cat from a hood rat I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama I just got some cat from a hood rat I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at? [Verse 1: Buddy] Yeah, ayy, met her at the swap meet She was walkin’ knock-kneed, told the bitch to top me I just copped a tall tee, and I got my fittеd on Tryna put my n*ggas on, tryna put the city on Ridin’ on the Metro, if you with it, lеt’s go Smokin’ on the best dro, keep it super ghetto Actin’ like an asshole, wonder why they mad for With the homie Castro, tryna get the cash flow Ridin’ with the Mexicans, me and money best friends Police ask questions, but they can’t catch him Tryna keep it low-key, Chevrolet, four deep All my n*ggas hold heat, poppin’ n*ggas on sight [Pre-Chorus: Buddy] Damn, comin’ around the corner, pullin’ up on you, music blastin’ Cheatin’ on her baby daddy ’cause that n*gga trash When I throw that money up, she shake it a lil’ faster If she let me fuck, I put that pussy in a casket [Chorus: Buddy] I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama I just got some cat from a hood rat I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama I just got some cat from a hood rat I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama I just got some cat from a hood rat I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at? [Verse 2: Tyga] Ah, yeah, met her at Melrose Prada on the shell toes, she was on the coco Hair done, nails too, had to cut her ex loose Lookin’ at the man in the mirror, that’s the best you (Yeah) I don’t care who’s who, girls fuckin’ by the group (Yeah) They sync like Bluetooth, control ’em like voodoo (Ooh) Big Ws every summer, I could never lose I like the pussy new, let me screw, touch you like masseuse (Damn) Maybach, girls showin’ pussy crack (Ass) “Is this a Ferrari?“ She wanna fuck fast First on the wave, I’ma make the surf last Fuckin’ for a present, now she all in my past Yeah, comin’ around the corner, oh, that’s my bitch, my bad Threesomes on the beach, I bring sand to the sand Your n*gga ain’t nothin’ like me I get pleased, never teased Think you got her on a leash, she gettin’ rad [Chorus: Buddy] I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama (Bitch) I just got some cat from a hood rat (Yes, sir) I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama I just got some cat from a hood rat I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama I just got some cat from a hood rat I just got some coochie from a hoochie mama Where the hood, where the hood, where the hood at? [Outro: Buddy] If you got a B cup, C cup, double-D cup Let me fuck Let me fuck Let me fuck Let me fuck Yo, Buddy, Buddy Holler at your daddy, man, look I got the rum and the meatball sandwich from Subway, I’m— Had to go home Alright, I’ma call you, though