This is a song about "Motorboating hoes"

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Keep it trill for the hoes

I think that she knows

In the garden guarding my hoes

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,

Damn right madame, again i fucked those hoes

Everything i wanted never seem so close

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

Big homie hov said i am close

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

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