This is a song about "Hoe economics"

You fuck around and get killed hoe

Get you high, keep it on the low

So you can thank your hoe…

Bad bitches never loved them though

And i made it with that dope flow

Which itty bitty whiny hoe

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

The other was you being a stocky hoe,

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

And we type of niggas that'll smash and pass a hoe

You ain't my bro no more,you are hoe

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Ya boy said suck it hoe, suck it hoe you know you want this (know you want this)

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Im a boss bitch ,but im not a hoe

I just call it …remember all the dough