This is a song about "Im not a hoe"

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

But let me tell you im not gonna be yo hoe ass bate

Since im not suspect, im still a suspect

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Im a king why not praise me

We like to party

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,

I'm fantasizing in my mind bout how your body feel

But im not religious, im just fucking stuck in a viscous wheel,

Is that there wasn't a father for this pimp and this hoe

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

I know she a hoe but at least im fucking something

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

Im a boss bitch ,but im not a hoe