The other was you being a stocky hoe,
They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow
Phone home shawty you know you a brother out of here
You waking the dead, don't test me hoe my weapons is real
And go,cause carl c returned to fuck up a hoe,
All i know is yolo, nigga, that's the motto
My mona lisa painting on the wall came to life
And everyone knows u cant turn a hoe into a housewife
That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit
Cant fuck wit a hoe thats basic
Two of her friends strip she never judge them though
And you don't qualify because you are a hoe.
See, there's a war going on and i'm the general
Always keepin a bad hoe in my circle
Flo flo flow bad dad catch a cab hoe in my habitat
I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back
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