This is a song about "Nigga hoes"

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

I said i love these hoes i love these hoes

Guess i’m different than most

Keep it trill for the hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Nigga i ain't fuckin' wit no riff raff hoes

Here they keep a rachet close

In the garden guarding my hoes

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

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

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

For 12 years,no new hoes!

X's and o's, you must be the rose