Like curses on the radio
Your mom blows, she's a hoe
She's a dime out a benjamin, what a hoe
Wale and k'naan, they don't know is there radio
It's a mystery how you came to be
Fuck that now trying get the money
Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,
Kids ain't like reggie jackson, nicki barnes their hero
And if i do go you better come through
Abrakadabra a hoe or two
I got some woods in yellow, to the burbs im ghetto
The other was you being a stocky hoe,
Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low
Im a boss bitch ,but im not a hoe
And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin
Let my success be a lesson for those with a musical obsession
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