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How Many Lyrics – Freddie Dredd

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Song: How Many
Singer: Freddie Dredd
Music: Ryan C.
Lyrics: Freddie Dredd

How Many Lyrics

How many b!tches wanna f**k wit’ me?
Doomshop, motherf**ker-fu—

How many b!tches wanna f**k wit’ me?
How many bullets do I got up in these jeans?
How many f**kers do I gotta rob for dollars?
How many times I gotta shoot ‘fore you holler
How-how many b!tches wanna f**k wit’ me?
How-how many bullets do I got in these jeans?
How many f**kers do I gotta rob for dollars?
How many times I gotta shoot befo’ you holler

How many, Tom Penny, it is only three ‘o’ clock
I can waste up all my time before I let you hit the rock
Foggin’ up my spectacles, you ain’t f**kin’ special, bruh
Just another one, I only see the blade, I let ’em run
Choppa chop up f**kin’ plenty
Need the Boo, don’t like the Henny
Get up off, don’t want the Fenny
Booze up, sucker, f**k your mother
Ring the plug, I’ll ring the doctor
Feel the hurtin’, now you’re certain
Want to play, I’ll close the curtain
Stop, that does not sign
Damn, yo’ b!tch is f**kin’ fine
Get yo’ money, it is mine
Don’t ask her for ninety-nine

Pu$$y, you’s a f**kin’ pu$$y
Skrrt away from Double D
I’ma see you once again, I know yo’ a$$ is in the streets

It’s ninety seven, baby
Put your a$$ in Heaven, baby
Rockin’ with this toolie lately
Aimin’ at yo’ f**kin’ lady
I love robbin’, I love doin’ drugs
I love to f**kin’ cut it up
But when I cut it up, I always end up in the f**kin’ mud
I wanna rob the plug and rob yo’ mother
Rob the f**kin’ cops
Too damn high, a lazy b!tch
I wanna turn the gun, oh, sh!t
I barely stand, I barely breathe

I still got b!tches on they knees
And they be prayin’ sayin’, “Freddie, who the f**k is Double D?”
Who the f**k is Double D?
B!tch, that’s m—

How many b!tches wanna f**k wit’ me?
How many bullets do I got up in these jeans?
How many f**kers do I gotta rob for dollars?
How many times I gotta shoot ‘fore you holler
How many b!tches wanna f**k wit’ me?
How many bullets do I got in these jeans?
How many f**kers do I gotta rob for dollars?
How many times I gotta shoot befo’ you holler?

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