This is a song about "Bitches hoes money"

Licking bitches in between there toes, fucking all the hoes

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Here they keep a rachet close

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

Nowadays it’s about bitches and hoes and riches and dough,