Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose
And keep out of the way of the hoes.
And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth
You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes
And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,
I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close
And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows
So while you worry about the hoes
Im killing niggahz and they hoes
Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those
Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes
Body doze, who ? give em karate blows
And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,
Everything i wanted never seem so close
Fuck them hoes and the cops
Bitch got all them booty shots
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