Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more
Money can change a girl from a poor to a whore
We all know she’s a closet whore,
Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor
The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score
You think your beautiful, but such a fucking whore
Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door
One year ago you said i was a whore
With her own married husband, a bitch and a whore,
And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before
It's like 5 minutes ago,woke up and all i see is a whore,
Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store
That fire flow the finest women i adore
Drop the bottle babe and fuck like a #whore
But did you really mean it when you called me a whore
My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store
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