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False Advertisement lyrics by Hopsin. Please, tell me what the fuck is wrong with these bitches I'ma tell you right now you ain't worth shit All you do is sit...

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Please, tell me what the fuck is wrong with these bitches

I'ma tell you right now you ain't worth shit

All you do is sit at home takin' selfies

And post them like it was your work shift

Your 'gram is full of all these evil memes

To niggas like, you don't deserve it

That's why niggas ain't fuckin' with you

'Cause we see that you don't have a purpose

It's clear that you don't leave the house

We date you and don't be aroused

Only pleasure that we ever do get from you

Is when you shut up and open your mouth

Don't you get it, stupid bitch, it don't matter

If you love a man and you holdin' him down

'Cause once he find out that you got nothing better to do

Except him he won't be around

Y'all like: I want to be treated like I'm a queen

Bitch, better act like one

Girl, I got so much to give you

If you ain't givin' back, it's a wrap, I'm done

You want a real man, a real boss

So you can live life in a Kodak frame

A real man carry a lot of shit on his shoulder

We need a real woman who can hold that weight

Let me guess you're a real woman, right?

Nope, don't want to hear that

So go cry some tears in your tear bag

Bitch, you don't have a car, a job

A life or a fuckin' career path

There's no accomplishments

I'm serious, bitch, stop this shit

You can fool niggas with pics lookin' like you a queen

But in real life I know you the opposite

Bitch, I can see what you tryna do

You got niggas outside in a line for you

For that pussy, they'll spend it all for you

They got so much they can offer you

And you lovin' it, you strategizing

False advertising, God damn you lovin' it

But I ain'tcha man so

Hoe, shut the fuck up!

Nigga these hoes better quit it

Nigga these hoes better quit it

Nigga these hoes better quit it

Damn, hoe, shut the fuck up

Nigga these hoes better quit it

Nigga these hoes better quit it

Nigga these hoes better quit it

Damn, hoe, shut the fuck up

Nigga these hoes better quit

Nigga these hoes better quit

Nigga these hoes better quit

Damn, hoe, shut the fuck up

Nigga these hoes better quit

Nigga these hoes better quit

Nigga these hoes better quit

Damn, hoe, shut the fuck up

Girl, why you lyin' to niggas?

Actin' as if your life isn't boring

Yes, the pussy was good

But that is the only highlight of your story

You got these celebrities in your DMs

And you get invited to parties (nice)

Better enjoy it, you bitch

'Cause all of your looks gonna die when you forty

Look at your shit, all the guys are absorbing

Hoe, I'm talkin', don't try and ignore me

Oh, that's your new BMW, right?

I got a couple 'cause I can afford these

You made a hustle off of guys who are horny

Gucci purses, vacations in Fiji

Trynna date you is easy

They just slide you some cash you just lay on the weewee

What the fuck do you stand for?

Everyday you actin' like a damn whore

You be showin' your ass on the dance floor

Niggas throwin' money till their hands sore

Now you handed it all to your landlord

You just hopin' you don't get evicted

I coulda sworn you were livin' way better than this

You just got so many gimmicks (yikes)

I don't get how it don't bother you

Who is the father who fathered you?

Bitch need a belt to that ass

If I was yo daddy that's probably what I would do

This goes out to all these wanna be models

Who flashin' titties just to get a like

Just take this advice: You pathetic, go get a life

You want dough, you ain't gettin' mine

Bitch, I can see what you tryna do

You got niggas outside in a line for you

For that pussy they'll spend it all for you

They got so much they can offer you

And you lovin' it, you strategizing

False advertising, God damn you lovin' it

But I ain'tcha man so

Hoe, shut the fuck up!

Nigga these hoes better quit it

Nigga these hoes better quit it

Nigga these hoes better quit it

Damn, hoe, shut the fuck up

Nigga these hoes better quit it

Nigga these hoes better quit it

Nigga these hoes better quit it

Damn, hoe, shut the fuck up

Nigga these hoes better quit

Nigga these hoes better quit

Nigga these hoes better quit

Damn, hoe, shut the fuck up

Nigga these hoes better quit

Nigga these hoes better quit

Nigga these hoes better quit

Damn, hoe, shut the fuck up

Trippin', trip, trippin'

These hoes trippin', trippin'

This bitch trynna plot on a nigga

Won't catch me slippin'

Trippin', trip, trippin'

These hoes trippin', trippin'

This bitch trynna plot on a nigga

Won't catch me slippin'

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