Lyrics

Big Boss Vette – Can’t FWM Lyrics

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November 23, 2024

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Can’t FWM Lyrics by Big Boss Vette

[Hook]
These hoes can’t fuck with me (They can’t)
These hoes can’t fuck with Vee (They ain’t)
These hoes can’t fuck with me (Nah)
V.E.T.T.E. (Big Vette)
These hoes can’t fuck with me (They can’t)
These hoes can’t fuck with Vee (They ain’t)
These hoes can’t fuck with me (Nah)
V.E.T.T.E. (Big Vette)

[Verse 1]
Move over, bad bitch coming through (Move)
It’s a lotta lame ass hoes on the loose (The fuck)
Quick to get a bag, quick to blow a bag too (Whew)
Shout out to my stylist, pink fur Givenchy boots (Money)
Yuh, spendin’ it, I ain’t checking no tag hoe (The fuck)
I be err where a mad hoe can’t go (Nah she can’t)
Private flights, long nights, how the day go (Money)
Got ‘em shaking in they boots, breaking ankles (Heavy)

[Verse 2]
Old nigga still want it but he ex’d out (Bye)
Almost let him come back, he had the best mouth (On god)
Nigga always name dropping tryna get clout (The fuck)
Lost the baddest in the game, he a fan now (Pussy)
I’m the best you ever seen on my worst day (And is)
Billionaire nigga ate me on my birthday (Oh)
It’s a drought on real bitches, got ‘em thirsty (Slurp)
A bitch done really ran it up off this word play (Money)