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Hoes Mad Hoes Mad Hoes Mad Hoes mad
I had hoes in the house like Corey, is this recording?
Snuck hoes in the hotel like Cody, and then I had to kick hoes out like Mosby
I had a crush on Paris Morton, Paris Morton music told her she gotta leave in the morning
I put a hoe in the street like Uncle Luke, shorty my whole crew lit
We fly as hell like Broomstick, bitch we fly as Gryffindor
My crib full of bitches and whores
I try not to spend most of my time looking through photos, like we can't do no old hoes
But I still be fucking my old hoes
I still be fucking my old bitch, sometimes I act like I don't know bitches
I up the meat on the hoe, wake up to a full course breakfast
Wake up, I smell coochie she say illa can you catch this
Really off codein real po pimp, who you in the pour with
We stay fly, no lie, you know this, I'm balling, one, two, three, all in
Pew Pew Pew I'll hit him, might as well stick a fork in him
Damn, f*ck one white bitch, can't f*ck no more white women
This moncler on me authentic, why they always think I'm stealing
This corner store we all in it, they might think we stealing
All we wear is Ralph Simmons, pop this jigga and lose rhythm
Pop his ass, he lost rhythm, blick give him a stigmatism
Her ass fat, it got two dimensions, not to mention
All of the hoes we came in with got hair extensions
Every nigga I came in with got Glock extensions
All you need is a stove there you go you are now a magician
All you needed some hoes, nigga, and goals, you are a sloppy nigga
Niggas be out here wearing true religion, you need to stop it, nigga
Hoes Mad, Hoes Mad
It's a shame, all these hoes, they be going for the gang
You gave that coochie to a fucking lame, that's a shame, damn, that's a shame
We are brothers, we are happy, we are singing, we are colored
Damn, I got all these bitches on me smothered, hey
Nigga, don't you see these VVs on me colored, hey
Where this Mercedes come from, go ask your brother
Where do babies come from, go ask your mother
Hey, I get all my blue cheese in abundance
Yeah, yeah, I got this Gucci in the hundreds
Sixteen hundred all the way to eighteen hundred
I don't f*ck with twelve, I hate that number
I got hoes coming over for a slumber
All I'm feeding these bitches is cucumbers
All Im feeding these hoes is cucumbers
Damn, all we feeding these hoes Is cucumbers
Angels, thankful, all this money keep on coming