Ayy, ayy, ayy

I just speak and that hoe come in, I get racks up by duh dozen

I get bitches by the boat load, I just made another hundred

No, I don't fuck with no lil' petty bitch, don't fuck with no lil' petty hoe

But sometimes petty hoes got the best coochie

I don't know, I don't know, fuck, yeah

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, fuck, fuck, yeah

If I was you then I would probably rob somebody

If I was you then I would probably take my ass to college

Hell yeah, I'ma count my bands while I sleep

Two best friends up in the bed, they gettin' freaky on their knees

And I still wonder if they ever changed their sheets

Probably not, cause you know that them young hoes

Love the smell of that guap, that tree, that bud, that shit that make em fly

Man, I fuck that hoe so good, bitch, I treat it like my job

Oh, you makin' money? Hell nah, you a fraud

Ain't no way your hand out, bitch, you need to get a job

I ain't playin' with shit, nah, ayy

I ain't playin' with shit, fuck, fuck, ayy

Yeah, a hoe gon' be a hoe, especially if she ain't had no dad

This good one that gon' cook and clean, this good one that gon' rub yo' back

Fuck, tryna fuck with the lights on

I'm tryna see yo' ass, baby, I'ma make you cook

It's some true religious tax, what the fuck, who is that

That lil' hoe, she from my past, I don't want her

She can bounce, give her one smack on her ass

She hit the road just like she jacked that lil' hoe, never comin' back

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