This is a song about "Partying with hoes"

Water-less, they sprinkles us with the bullshit that they there through drugs and hoes,

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

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

I hate bitches snitches stab them with syringes throw em in ditches and holes fuck hoes/

This is love, nothing else close

I show up with four hoes

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

You're dirty like the jersey shore with those orange hoes.

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

I used to roll with hoes like you, but i wasn't a pimp then.

See me i'm into hoes that's into hoes

We love for a while then a light goes