These niggas call me crazy, they'll never call me broke
Getting to this money, man, this shit be on the floor
F*ckin' on this hoe, I think I love him, tho
Ain't gon' lie, let me stop, I love all my hoes
Treat me kinda good, cause he cool with all my bros
A nigga, dare not play with me, cause he gon' wipe your nose
Bitches gon' be mad when they see I'm the one he chose
Been f*ckin' for a while, but stayed low-key, they ain't even know
His lil gangster bitch, he know I'm gon' hold him down
The only bitch that he know, ride with hella pounds
Real street nigga, gotta keep a solid bitch around
Not only when you up, who gon' stick around when you stay down
Took a hundred wins, a thousand losses, I can't give up now
When times got hard, I had myself, I picked myself up off that ground
They was laughin' then, but I'm the one that's laughin' now
Told him, let's go rack for a rack, and I ain't hear no f*ckin' sounds
Cars & clothes money hoes, yo bitch be tryna f*ck on the bros
Cars & clothes, money hoes
Your bitch be tryna f*ck all the bros
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These niggas call me crazy, they'll never call me broke
Getting to this money, man, this shit be on the floor
F*ckin' on this hoe, I think I love him, tho
Ain't gon' lie, let me stop, I love all my hoes
Treat me kinda good, cause he cool with all my bros
A nigga, dare not play with me, cause he gon' wipe your nose
Bitches gon' be mad when they see I'm the one he chose
Been f*ckin' for a while, but stayed low-key, they ain't even know
His lil gangster bitch, he know I'm gon' hold him down
The only bitch that he know, ride with hella pounds
Real street nigga, gotta keep a solid bitch around
Not only when you up, who gon' stick around when you stay down
Took a hundred wins, a thousand losses, I can't give up now
When times got hard, I had myself, I picked myself up off that ground
They was laughin' then, but I'm the one that's laughin' now
Told him, let's go rack for a rack, and I ain't hear no f*ckin' sounds
Cars & clothes money hoes, yo bitch be tryna f*ck on the bros
Cars & clothes, money hoes
Your bitch be tryna f*ck all the bros
Subs by www.zeoranger.co.uk
Getting to this money, man, this shit be on the floor
F*ckin' on this hoe, I think I love him, tho
Ain't gon' lie, let me stop, I love all my hoes
Treat me kinda good, cause he cool with all my bros
A nigga, dare not play with me, cause he gon' wipe your nose
Bitches gon' be mad when they see I'm the one he chose
Been f*ckin' for a while, but stayed low-key, they ain't even know
His lil gangster bitch, he know I'm gon' hold him down
The only bitch that he know, ride with hella pounds
Real street nigga, gotta keep a solid bitch around
Not only when you up, who gon' stick around when you stay down
Took a hundred wins, a thousand losses, I can't give up now
When times got hard, I had myself, I picked myself up off that ground
They was laughin' then, but I'm the one that's laughin' now
Told him, let's go rack for a rack, and I ain't hear no f*ckin' sounds
Cars & clothes money hoes, yo bitch be tryna f*ck on the bros
Cars & clothes, money hoes
Your bitch be tryna f*ck all the bros
Subs by www.zeoranger.co.uk
Writer: Drillary Clinton
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid