This is a song about "Money hoes lingerie"

Damn right madame, again i fucked those hoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

I said i love these hoes i love these hoes

No, no, we are not those

Like a line full of hoes

In front of our building, they was my heroes

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

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

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

For 12 years,no new hoes!

Here they keep a rachet close