Mir Fontane – Ain't Afraid lyrics

[Chorus]
There’s some hoes in this house and they ain’t afraid to show it
There’s some hoes in this house and they ain’t afraid to show it
There’s some hoes in this house and they ain’t afraid to show it
There’s some hoes in this house and they ain’t afraid to show it
If you boujee and you know it, you should probably bounce to this
If you boujee and you know it, you should probably bounce to this
If you boujee and you know it, you would probably bounce to this
There’s some hoes in this house, There’s some hoes in this house

[Verse 1]
I’m that boy but I been wavy way before I signed a deal
Room full of bad bitches and they all love dollar bills
Got bitches that bag bitches for me, I keep a couple Queen Latifahs
I got me a bad little diva smoking on Keisha, look just like Moesha, yeah
Moe tuh duh, E tuh duh
You know Fontane the God be the beat killa
Do this for the dead homies, Rest In Peace to ‘em
Fell in love a few times, I don’t speak to ‘em
Lil’ woadie said she drippin’ like water
I might take a sip if it’s water
And she call me Daddy whenever I text her, whenever I call her
Fuck her baby father cause shorty a super freak
And she got cheeks for weeks
Pussy so cotton candy, but she only trickin’ for treats
Shawty, she lookin’ for ballers, you know she ain’t fuckin’ for free
I’m right at yo’ top like a Boosie fade
And I got hoes like I’m Gucci Mane

[Chorus]
There’s some hoes in this house and they ain’t afraid to show it
There’s some hoes in this house and they ain’t afraid to show it
There’s some hoes in this house and they ain’t afraid to show it
There’s some hoes in this house and they ain’t afraid to show it
If you boujee and you know it, you should probably bounce to this
If you boujee and you know it, you should probably bounce to this
If you boujee and you know it, you would probably bounce to this
There’s some hoes in this house, There’s some hoes in this house

[Verse 2: Kenif Muse]
Man, who ain’t got no bitches? You know how I’m living
Chase blue check no Twitter, Yeah I don’t know no limits
Hang with us a privilege, Shawty know I’m different
Yeah I smell like money, Ain’t no lie I show no mercy when I lay that pipe
She call me the D-giver, 2 chains on like I’m the WeaveKiller
Michael Phelps in that thang, swimming deep in her
Shawty caramel, thicker than a Snicker
Back that thang up for a real nigga, making moolah off of my cadence
MVS double dollar sign, from the 17 ‘til they grave us
Man, I do whatever I want, all them hoes I got to like one
All them niggas, bottles just one? Where they do that? Tell ‘em keep up
Man, my G is never in question, I’m yo’ main chick’s obsession
Bunch of Garden niggas in my section, shawty dig it, hoes love attention

[Chorus]
There’s some hoes in this house and they ain’t afraid to show it
There’s some hoes in this house and they ain’t afraid to show it
There’s some hoes in this house and they ain’t afraid to show it
There’s some hoes in this house and they ain’t afraid to show it
If you boujee and you know it, you should probably bounce to this
If you boujee and you know it, you should probably bounce to this
If you boujee and you know it, you would probably bounce to this
There’s some hoes in this house, There’s some hoes in this house