This is a song about "Niggas and hoes"

No, no, we are not those

You niggas aint got no hoes

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

Thirsty hoes, and its a drought

Stuntin when we out

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

Im killing niggahz and they hoes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Take a few hits from the bowl, on a friday night i call my niggas and have bring the hoes,

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows