This is a song about "Money hoes lingerie"

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

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

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

But all i hear is "money, hoes, i'm the shit, cars and chains",

Bought the dope and have hoes

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

In the garden guarding my hoes

Took me a while just to write those

Damn right madame, again i fucked those hoes

Down in miami, with a super ho team

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

This is love, nothing else close

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

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