Gudda Gudda - Shoutout lyrics

[Hook] Let me give a shoutout to my real b**hes (x4) Go and bust it open for a real n***a (x4) [Verse 1] Le me give a shoutout my perfection b**hes Sin city suz in all the b**hes Let me give a shoutout to Miami b**hes Poppin' on bottles instagram the b**hes Let me give a shoutout my Atlanta b**hes Magic city strokers in my high expenses Let me give a shoutout to my Cali all Ride down sunset phantom road Let me give a shoutout to my Dallas b**hes Alabama baby there the b**hes Let me give a shoutout my Chicago b**hes All the squirrels in the model b**hes [Hook] [Verse 2] f** a money machine we weigh a duffle bag Bought a condo just to keep my duffle stashed She ain't f**ing we stick her in the yellow cab Call my ugly yellow b**h tats of her yellow a** Got a b**h I'm hella bad pistol it go rad a tat New Orleans n***a I can't help with my savvy jazz Bad b**hes only I ain't f**ing with your average a** Unless you gonna bust it open then you bring back daddy cash Shout out to my real b**hes I ain't f**ing with fake hoes Fake persons , fake hair ,fake nails, fake clothes YMCMB we get cheese watch me take a pose I see some bad b**hes in your section and I'm taking hoes [Hook] [Verse 3] Big money talking never ends never fall Bet 20 something I'm stunting on these dog hoes Real b**hes army work in the garbage can Hundred grand on me n***a motherf**er band Got a bunch of money n***a in the money bag The money bag n***a feel with the money bag Got a rich b**h just bought a lotus GT vodka on the cigarette, rum and smoking Big sh** talker big deal offer Bad b**hes on my line n***a like a stalker f** counting sheep versaci on the sheets The birdman n***a 20 million on a beach [Hook]