This is a song about "No hoe shit no fucking hoe shit"

No, but it will give everyone a show, your just mad cause i fucked yo hoe, thats a little low,

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

My savage niggas ran in yo shit empty'd that clip, pull that trigga to yo hoe head when she

You, you, you have to pay for that

Im made of just rap no quire shit.

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

I would never post my dopest shit what you take me for a hoe,

I'm being real, this ain't no "pretend" shit

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

No more weak shit comin at you hard you here dat shit

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

No more of that otherworldly ethereal shit/

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

I know she a hoe but at least im fucking something