When I think about you, I think hoe!
When I dream about you, I think hoe!
It only took me some hours to hit, I think hoe!
When I see you at my n#gg#s crib, I think hoe!
When you pull up in your whip, I think hoe!
Act different when you get your chips, I think hoe!
Wouldn’t do it for your homies, do it for your b#tch, hoe!
Hoe!
These hoes only f#cking with a n#gg#, with them figgas
You ain’t got it, them b#tches ain’t f#cking with you
Stop saving these hoes, f#ck these b#tches
Stop bringing them around a real n#gg#
‘Cause a hoe gon’ be a hoe, and a b#tch gon’ be a b#tch
Don’t put your dick up in a hoe that make you money
And these hoes f#cking different n#gg#s every night
But she still be up in church every Sunday
So b#tch, tell the DJ play my sh#t
And tell your home girls to get with it
Don’t be ashamed to be a hoe, if you a hoe, then let them know
You getting money and they need to f#ck with it
When I think about you, I think hoe!
When I dream about you, I think hoe!
It only took me some hours to hit, I think hoe!
When I see you at my n#gg#s crib, I think hoe!
When you pull up in your whip, I think hoe!
Act different when you get your chips, I think hoe!
Wouldn’t do it for your homies, do it for your b#tch, hoe!
Hoe!
When I wake up in the morning, I think dough
Bad b#tch, follow all the rap n#gg#s, she a ho
Got a 100 thousand likes and a million something followers
I’m a street n#gg#, I’m just tryna get my dollars up
Yo Gotti, trill n#gg#, ask your hoe about me
Real n#gg# sh#t, don’t do that, get your feelings hurt
Want a red b#tch in a mini skirt
Chanel boots, Celine purse
Shawty not a stripper but can make it twerk
When you think about me you think bread
When I think about you, I think head
When I think about you, I think hoe!
When I dream about you, I think hoe!
It only took me some hours to hit, I think hoe!
When I see you at my n#gg#s crib, I think hoe!
When you pull up in your whip, I think hoe!
Act different when you get your chips, I think hoe!
Wouldn’t do it for your homies, do it for your b#tch, hoe!
Hoe!
These hoes gon’ be hoes
You cuffin’ and loving her, but she f#cking on the low
And I’m like “damn”, b#tch, what you saying?
Hoe, you know you got a man
But she gon’ f#ck all the n#gg#s, that all the b#tches is f#cking
And she gon’ post all them pictures that she don’t look like in public
She gon’ be in the club, bottles poppin’, she boppin’
When the sparkles start coming, b#tches start table hoppin’
They see me when I’m coming down, ridin’ slow
You ain’t a hoe, why you f#cking on the floor
You and your girlfriend wear each other clothes
b#tch we don’t save these hoe’s
When I think about you, I think hoe!
When I dream about you, I think hoe!
It only took me some hours to hit, I think hoe!
When I see you at my n#gg#s crib, I think hoe!
When you pull up in your whip, I think hoe!
Act different when you get your chips, I think hoe!
Wouldn’t do it for your homies, do it for your b#tch, hoe!
Hoe!
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