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Troiyt - Hot Girl Summer Lyrics

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Troiyt - Hot Girl Summer Lyrics




If she
Gone hurt me
Then I got
To delete
Her number
Out my phone
In the end
Then I'ma f*ck
With her friend

Oh my god
It's real in the field
Who can I trust?
I'm not tryna get the feels
Bitches be clumsy
And sooner or later spill
All of the beans
And in the pot with that
You grill

Then you get
A cold heart
Now yo ass got the chills
Now yo ass need Oprah Winfrey
Now yo ass need Doctor Phil
Now yo ass became a player
Now you don't want nothing
Real
Now you mooching off these hoes
Now you never pay her bill

Going dutch
But you can't even speak it
If you never save her number
Then you won't have to delete it

Yeah
She only hit me
When it's something that she needed
My sister warned me
But at first I ain't believe it

But if she
Gone hurt me
Then I got
To delete
Her number
Out my phone
In the end
Then Im'a f*ck
With her friend

Yeah Im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend

What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?
AYE!
What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?

You like thugs!
You like drugs!
You like clubs!
You like all of that!
You like all of that!
Guess that's why yo heart detached

You only gone believe what you wanna
If you believe most of that you a goner
Believe in all of that you gone be a loner
Is you high or sumn? Is you a stoner?

Gotta be bruh
Tired of yo mean mug
Don't like how you handle shit
But I do like how she does

I feel like she fit me
Like the shoe lace on Adidas

Just because y'all friends
And shit that do not mean you speak for
I'm not problematic
You will never catch me geeked up
You want you a jealous nigga
You want a f*cking thug

I don't match that
Bitch delete my Cash App
I'll be over there with yo Best friend
Doing the cabbage patch

But if she
Gone hurt me
Then I got
To delete
Her number
Out my phone
In the end
Then I'ma f*ck
With her friend

Yeah I'ma f*ck with her friend
Yeah yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Said im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend

What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?
AYE!
What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?

You like thugs!
You like drugs!
You like clubs!
You like all of that!
You like all of that!
Guess that's why yo heart detached

She
Gone hurt me
Then I got
To delete
Her number
Out my phone
In the end
Then Im'a f*ck
With her friend

Yeah Im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Said im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend

What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?
AYE!
What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?

You like thugs!
You like drugs!
You like clubs!
You like all of that!
You like all of that!
Guess that's why yo heart detached

What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?
AYE!
What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?

You like thugs!
You like drugs!
You like clubs!
You like all of that!
You like all of that
Guess that's why yo heart detached
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If she
Gone hurt me
Then I got
To delete
Her number
Out my phone
In the end
Then I'ma f*ck
With her friend

Oh my god
It's real in the field
Who can I trust?
I'm not tryna get the feels
Bitches be clumsy
And sooner or later spill
All of the beans
And in the pot with that
You grill

Then you get
A cold heart
Now yo ass got the chills
Now yo ass need Oprah Winfrey
Now yo ass need Doctor Phil
Now yo ass became a player
Now you don't want nothing
Real
Now you mooching off these hoes
Now you never pay her bill

Going dutch
But you can't even speak it
If you never save her number
Then you won't have to delete it

Yeah
She only hit me
When it's something that she needed
My sister warned me
But at first I ain't believe it

But if she
Gone hurt me
Then I got
To delete
Her number
Out my phone
In the end
Then Im'a f*ck
With her friend

Yeah Im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend

What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?
AYE!
What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?

You like thugs!
You like drugs!
You like clubs!
You like all of that!
You like all of that!
Guess that's why yo heart detached

You only gone believe what you wanna
If you believe most of that you a goner
Believe in all of that you gone be a loner
Is you high or sumn? Is you a stoner?

Gotta be bruh
Tired of yo mean mug
Don't like how you handle shit
But I do like how she does

I feel like she fit me
Like the shoe lace on Adidas

Just because y'all friends
And shit that do not mean you speak for
I'm not problematic
You will never catch me geeked up
You want you a jealous nigga
You want a f*cking thug

I don't match that
Bitch delete my Cash App
I'll be over there with yo Best friend
Doing the cabbage patch

But if she
Gone hurt me
Then I got
To delete
Her number
Out my phone
In the end
Then I'ma f*ck
With her friend

Yeah I'ma f*ck with her friend
Yeah yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Said im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend

What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?
AYE!
What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?

You like thugs!
You like drugs!
You like clubs!
You like all of that!
You like all of that!
Guess that's why yo heart detached

She
Gone hurt me
Then I got
To delete
Her number
Out my phone
In the end
Then Im'a f*ck
With her friend

Yeah Im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend
Said im'a f*ck with her friend
Yeah
Said Im'a f*ck with her friend

What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?
AYE!
What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?

You like thugs!
You like drugs!
You like clubs!
You like all of that!
You like all of that!
Guess that's why yo heart detached

What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?
AYE!
What you like?
What you
What you
What you like?

You like thugs!
You like drugs!
You like clubs!
You like all of that!
You like all of that
Guess that's why yo heart detached
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Marvin Bowden
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Troiyt Hot Girl Summer Video


Performed By: Troiyt
Length: 3:45
Written by: Marvin Bowden

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