This is a song about "Hoe ass niggas"

My niggas is winning though

If they be man or hoe.

Scab, fix up look shop joe

Which itty bitty whiny hoe

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

My savage niggas ran in yo shit empty'd that clip, pull that trigga to yo hoe head when she

And plus i've got the grass you lack, niggas, i be grabbing ass,

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Houdini niggas, linguine ass butt munch

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Feds on my ass niggas steady tripping

That's my cash flow; the mass of the ass attached to my last hoe

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw