This is a song about "Hoes and bitches"

Thirsty hoes, and its a drought

If you to check out

Licking bitches in between there toes, fucking all the hoes

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

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

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

I'll take control and break the mold, and even though fakest hoes,

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

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

They are inspirational and i wish i could get into music/ most bitches and hoes that enter/

When slick rick was spittin la-di-da-digaming the hoochies at the neighborhood block parties, i remember

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

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those