With all these hogs in the game no room for you in here
You waking the dead, don't test me hoe my weapons is real
Your mom blows, she's a hoe
Get rough with me, that night flow
So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times
And everyone knows u cant turn a hoe into a housewife
Flo flo flow bad dad catch a cab hoe in my habitat
David hit the pavement with this grapple rap
Always keepin a bad hoe in my circle
No rehearsal, i know it all like urkel
Shouldnt have called our girl a hoe.
Bad bitches never loved them though
And you don't qualify because you are a hoe.
Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough
Ill come an slap a hoe around
So i turn to look and find out
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