Homeless Lyrics – BlueBucksClan

Homeless Lyrics by BlueBucksClan

I’m at Avra wasting food, barely nibbled on it
Wood floors in the kitchen, I could dribble on it
I got best friends fighting, I’m in the middle of it
If she don’t let me f#ck, this the last time she hearing from me

Marni down, shoes look like they scribbled on em
Why you telling me she bad? n#gg# get her number
n#gg#s homeless, you should see the roof I’m living under
Called the wrong b#tch, I can’t remember what I saved her under

Yeah she bad but she stay on good behavior for me
Invited all my b#tches to the show, they all made it for me
Shit, y’all doing sh#t for free? Ain’t getting paid or nothing?
Doing dishes? Mean to tell me ya’ll ain’t got no maid or nothing?

I ain’t sh#t but she can’t say I never gave her nothing
You know I got other hoes, but you the favorite of em
Taking trips with all your friends, ya I’m paying for em
Heard you financed them diamonds, n#gg#s paying on it

I heard all about you, with the b#tches you get real abusive
See me all in her DMs, this n#gg# finna lose it
Should’ve never went through this b#tch phone, now you feeling stupid
I would hate to hurt a fan, don’t make no sudden movements

Crying over hoes, n#gg#s never listen
By myself po’d down, I’m just reminiscing
If I go to Fixin’s late night, they open up the kitchen
Yeah, y’all could thank me later, I brung all the b#tches

I’m at Avra wasting food, barely nibbled on it
Wood floors in the kitchen, I could dribble on it
I got best friends fighting, I’m in the middle of it
If she don’t let me f#ck, this the last time she hearing from me

Marni down, shoes look like they scribbled on em
Why you telling me she bad? n#gg# get her number
n#gg#s homeless, you should see the roof I’m living under
Called the wrong b#tch, I can’t remember what I saved her under

Keep it player, it’s some b#tches I would never mention
You gotta n#gg#, I got hoes, I was never tripping
I’m just in this b#tch talking, I ain’t ever written
Stop blowing up her phone n#gg#, let her finish

I got all the hoes but I don’t even want no recognition
I’m in Marni, came to play, this a exhibition
Tell her pull up, and I flaked, made her bust a mission
Why the f#ck you mounting up that thirty inch? That ain’t no television

I’m at Avra wasting food, barely nibbled on it
Wood floors in the kitchen, I could dribble on it
I got best friends fighting, I’m in the middle of it
If she don’t let me f#ck, this the last time she hearing from me

Marni down, shoes look like they scribbled on em
Why you telling me she bad? n#gg# get her number
n#gg#s homeless, you should see the roof I’m living under
Called the wrong b#tch, I can’t remember what I saved her under
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BlueBucksClan Lyrics – Homeless

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Homeless