Hood Bitch 2 Lyrics – Sexyy Red

Read the full Hood Bitch 2 lyrics by Sexyy Red from the album Yo Favorite Trappa Favorite Rappa along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Sexyy Red’s music, you can also explore Cut Like Us (Blood Sustaz) and Tatted Asf, two other songs by Sexyy Red.

[Intro]
Nick Papz, that’s how you thugging? Cool, I’m thugging too
Yeah, big four-five s*it, more than ready s*it
Northside s*it (Yeah, yeah), you know how we coming, b!tch (It’s S*xyy)

[Chorus]
Hood b!tch, got these hoes pressed like a flat iron
I just took her n!gga, but too bad, she can’t pull mine, yeah
Hood b!tch, a-all these n!ggas want me ’cause I’m that fine (Damn)
Riding with my sisters, all black, with a fat 9 (Oh)
Hood b!tch, grey leggings on and they fit me right (Damn)
I don’t give a fu*k, I’m the s*it, b!tch, I’m hella tight, yeah

Hood b!tch and I’m swerving lanes every time I drive (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I can’t trust these b!tches ‘causе these b!tches ain’t from Northsidе (Yoom)

[Post-Chorus]
Riding with some hitters, b!tch, we got them sticks (Baow)
I ain’t ducking action (Nope), you hoes ain’t on s*it (Mwah)
Looking hella s*xy, yeah, diamonds on me hitting (Bling, blaow)
Sliding in them thangs, jamming with them blicks (It’s S*xyy)

[Verse 1]
A-all these n!ggas easy-peasy when they come to me
O-only way I know you love me, if you rub my feet (S*xyy)
Bl-blick that pu*sy n!gga I ever catch him cheating (S*xyy)
Baby, you stay in the house and leave the streets to me (Uh, uh, uh)
I be riding with my boo, I help him serve his geese (Baow)
Please don’t ever try to text me, ho, don’t think s*it sweet, woah
Yeah, I’m cute, but I be quick to use my hands and feet, woah
You ain’t a hood b!tch if you don’t use the EBT

[Chorus]
Hood b!tch, got these hoes pressed like a flat iron
I just took her n!gga, but too bad, she can’t pull mine (Pull mine)
Hood b!tch, a-all these n!ggas want me ’cause I’m that fine
Riding with my sisters, all black, with a fat 9 (Yeah, yeah)
Hood b!tch, grey leggings on and they fit me right (And they fit me right)

I don’t give a fu*k, yeah, I’m the s*it, b!tch, I’m hella tight, yeah
Hood b!tch and I’m swerving lanes every time I drive
I can’t trust these b!tches ’cause these b!tches ain’t from Northside (Yoom, yoom, yoom)

[Post-Chorus]
Riding with some hitters, b!tch, we got them sticks (Baow)
I ain’t ducking action (Nope), you hoes ain’t on s*it (Mwah)
Looking hella s*xy, yeah, diamonds on me hitting (Bling, blaow)
Sliding in them thangs, jamming with them blicks (It’s S*xyy)

[Verse 2]
Straight up out the trenches, lil’ Nae Nae been jumping fences (Northside)
Thugging with my cousins, b!tch, my aunties is my witness, yeah
Get my hair done, then I go pick up my b!tches (Yoom)
In-in-in the Prada store with them bucks getting tipsy (Baow)
Turnt up to my music, hoes shaking ass and titties (Baow, baow)
I-I don’t give a fu*k where I’m at, I gets busy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
My n!gga know I’m with it, so he gon’ pass me the .50 (Damn)
Ri-ride big wheels, passenger seat looking pretty (Mwah)

[Chorus]
Hood b!tch, got these hoes pressed like a flat iron
I just took her n!gga, but too bad, she can’t pull mine
Hood b!tch, a-all these n!ggas want me ’cause I’m that fine
Riding with my sisters, all black, with a fat 9
Hood b!tch, grey leggings on and they fit me right
I don’t give a fu*k, I’m the s*it, b!tch, I’m hella tight
Hood b!tch and I’m swerving lanes every time I drive
I can’t trust these b!tches ’cause these b!tches ain’t from Northside