This is a song about "I ain t got hoes"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Here they keep a rachet close

I'm not gay, cuz you know i pimp hoes

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Im fuckin hoes that got a man,

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Got one good tip: bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Got sum real bad hoes that will fuck me for free

We got money to go get baby

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

I despise clothin' worn by the guys posin' like hoes

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

Why i always fuck the good girls and keep wifin these hoes