"Hoes Galore" lyrics
(Lawsy, pick up)
I smoke blunt after blunt, fuck hoe after hoe
She asked what's up in my cup, lil' baby, I'm pouring fours, yeah
Feds asking questions, lil bitch, I'm acting slow, yeah
G17 gon' bless him, send his ass up to the lord, yeah
I got hoes galore
I'm fuckin' on models, I don't want a whore, yeah
She want a bag, Dior, yeah
She gon' throw that shit back when I'm bored
How many hoes in my bed? 'Bout four, yeah
I'm movin' the pounds off the porch, yeah
I got me some money, need more, yeah
I fuck her and I'm out the door, yeah
She want me to hit it raw
I'm too rich, I can't have a child
Who you bank with? I'm tryna get involved
No pants, this bitch is in a thong
She in love, think I won't do her wrong
Who yo' plug? In the bitch, gettin' super strong
I fucked her once, she need to move it on
Off that Henny, bitch, I'm super gone
Yeah, aye, she know what she came to do, aye
Hits the ATM, bitch, I only pull out blues
Bitch, I'm drunk as fuck, I'm waiting her, told her, "Make a move"
I'm around the world, quick, fuck her in the fuckin' booth
Pull out ten in all blues
How many Glocks in my pants? 'Bout two
Ay, bitch, you know I got hella sticks
Ugly bitch said she wanna fuck, I told her that I'm celibate
I ain't wanna eat her out, I told her, "I can smell that shit"
We both get the block hot, [?] Dracos [?] shit (Lawsy, pick up)
I smoke blunt after blunt, fuck hoe after hoe
She asked what's up in my cup, lil' baby, I'm pouring fours, yeah
Feds asking questions, lil bitch, I'm acting slow, yeah
G17 gon bless him, send his ass up to the lord, yeah
I got hoes galore
I'm fuckin' on models, I don't want a whore, yeah
She want a bag, Dior, yeah
She gon' throw that shit back when I'm bored
How many hoes in my bed? 'Bout four, yeah
I'm movin' the pounds off the porch, yeah
I got me some money, need more, yeah
I fuck her and I'm out the door, yeah
I smoke blunt after blunt, fuck hoe after hoe
She asked what's up in my cup, lil' baby, I'm pouring fours, yeah
Feds asking questions, lil bitch, I'm acting slow, yeah
G17 gon' bless him, send his ass up to the lord, yeah
I got hoes galore
I'm fuckin' on models, I don't want a whore, yeah
She want a bag, Dior, yeah
She gon' throw that shit back when I'm bored
How many hoes in my bed? 'Bout four, yeah
I'm movin' the pounds off the porch, yeah
I got me some money, need more, yeah
I fuck her and I'm out the door, yeah
She want me to hit it raw
I'm too rich, I can't have a child
Who you bank with? I'm tryna get involved
No pants, this bitch is in a thong
She in love, think I won't do her wrong
Who yo' plug? In the bitch, gettin' super strong
I fucked her once, she need to move it on
Off that Henny, bitch, I'm super gone
Yeah, aye, she know what she came to do, aye
Hits the ATM, bitch, I only pull out blues
Bitch, I'm drunk as fuck, I'm waiting her, told her, "Make a move"
I'm around the world, quick, fuck her in the fuckin' booth
Pull out ten in all blues
How many Glocks in my pants? 'Bout two
Ay, bitch, you know I got hella sticks
Ugly bitch said she wanna fuck, I told her that I'm celibate
I ain't wanna eat her out, I told her, "I can smell that shit"
We both get the block hot, [?] Dracos [?] shit (Lawsy, pick up)
I smoke blunt after blunt, fuck hoe after hoe
She asked what's up in my cup, lil' baby, I'm pouring fours, yeah
Feds asking questions, lil bitch, I'm acting slow, yeah
G17 gon bless him, send his ass up to the lord, yeah
I got hoes galore
I'm fuckin' on models, I don't want a whore, yeah
She want a bag, Dior, yeah
She gon' throw that shit back when I'm bored
How many hoes in my bed? 'Bout four, yeah
I'm movin' the pounds off the porch, yeah
I got me some money, need more, yeah
I fuck her and I'm out the door, yeah
