"Love That" lyrics

When you pull up in them fours, man, them hoes love that
Them hoes love that, them hoes love that
Got ice around your neck, man, them hoes love that
Them hoes love that, them hoes love that
If you got a fat ass, man, them niggas love that
Them niggas love that, them niggas love that
If you got your hair fixed, man, them thugs love that
Them thugs love that, them thugs love that

I'm the big boss, man, so I signed a check
Ridin' in the Vette with a case of Moët
Got a blonde, a brunette, invisible sets
VS1, baby, fuck Baguettes
My rims same size as armored jet
I'm too legit that I can't quit
How you do that there, girl? Oh, could trap
My pinky ring cost damn near brick fair
I'm so gutter, but I'm so rich
Got the rhythm and the urban stations on my dick
In the hood, you can find it
Got a couple mil', you can sign it
Ain't no need to rewind it
If you got a couple mil', you can sign it
Huh

When you pull up in them fours, man, them hoes love that
Them hoes love that, them hoes love that
Got ice around your neck, man, them hoes love that
Them hoes love that, them hoes love that
If you got a fat ass, man, them niggas love that
Them niggas love that, them niggas love that
If you got your hair fixed, man, them thugs love that
Them thugs love that, them thugs love that

Niggas love to tote a bitch around just like I'm a trophy
When we hit the club, all them niggas approach me
I bet them hoes show me love 'cause they like my style
Hatin' bitches mean-mug 'cause they couldn't walk a mile
In these Jimmy Choos with the pedicure, look tall
Nigga walkin' past sayin', "I like those"
That nigga shoes and Mac Bre-Z never lose
And I'm comin' through in the PT cruisin'
Yeah, 'cause I'm the Mac, I'm the Mac
No ring on my finger, so them niggas love that
Fat ass, girl, that fat ass fat
Ten pack of gold grills, yeah, them thugs love that

When you pull up in them fours, man, them hoes love that
Them hoes love that, them hoes love that
Got ice around your neck, man, them hoes love that
Them hoes love that, them hoes love that
If you got a fat ass, man, them niggas love that
Them niggas love that, them niggas love that
If you got your hair fixed, man, them thugs love that
Them thugs love that, them thugs love that

I'm a motherfuckin' pimp, hoes love that shit
Got stacks on deck, I don't love no bitch
It's La Flare Entertainment, so you know I'm hood rich
Super cocky young nigga and my wrist game sick
You can catch me on the flat bustin' down a fifty pack
Givin' back to the hood 'cause the hoes love that
You can catch me on mornin' scrapin' hard in that Lat
With the beat by the pound, 'bout to break a bitch back
Fifty pack of Percs, so you know I'm geeked up
She asked to hit my blunt, so you know she gettin' fucked
Ridin' in my Rio, baby, please don't touch
Brand new wooden dash, so you know it cost some bucks, yeah

When you pull up in them fours, man, them hoes love that
Them hoes love that, them hoes love that
Got ice around your neck, man, them hoes love that
Them hoes love that, them hoes love that
If you got a fat ass, man, them niggas love that
Them niggas love that, them niggas love that
If you got your hair fixed, man, them thugs love that
Them thugs love that, them thugs love that