Lyrics:
It's a lot been going on mane
Know I'm saying'
Time for me to address this shit
Tired of hearing about it
Let's go, yeah
(These hoes)
They for everybody
Pass them all around, they at every party (Every party)
They ain't gon’ be loyal, not for anybody
Still I love these hoes
(These hoes)
They for everybody
Oh, that was your girl? oops, I'm sorry
Don't bring her around, this just too much money
Yeah I love these hoes
She's a superfreak, superfreak
Met her in Liv last week, she was in there with me
In VIP, then she left with me
She said she fuck with breezy
Do I wanna keep it? Nah, that ho too sleazy
Now she fuck with Jeezy
Don't believe me? The shit's all over TV
Now she work the pole, but you ain't know
That's how she make her dough
Seen her in the yo
She was all throwed, forgot we met before
She say she fuck with Drake
I ain't surprised, all these hoes fucking with Drake
I asked why she out this way
Said she on a date, then she left with Trey
When will niggas learn?
Hoes like a doorknob, everybody gets a turn
Chicks be so high-class on the internet
But don't got shit she earned
She got that bag from Juicy J
She got that ass from Rudy Gay
Now your silly ass down on one knee
What the fuck man, is you cray?
(These hoes)
They for everybody
Pass them all around, they at every party
They ain't gon’ be loyal, not for anybody
Still I love these hoes
(These hoes)
They for everybody
Oh, that was your girl? oops, I'm sorry
Don't bring her around, this just too much money
Yeah I love these hoes
Man, I fell in love with a stripper, funny thing is I fell back out of love quicker
They don’t pay attention to the love anyway
They only concerned with what the haters say
Bottles be turnin’ these girls into thots
Instagram turnin’ these wifes into hoes
No real life they just readin’ the comments
Mess with a real one and get you exposed
I had a time when my mind was caught up
My niggas was lookin’ like what is he on
My family was too scared to talk to a nigga
Ain't comin’ back now the case just got closed
She do what she told
Sharin’ is carin’ that pussy ain't gold
Sorry you ain't in control
You all about that money, that’s shit that I throw
Just make sure you clean off that pole
They turn on the T.V and get on the gram and say that's relationship goals
Trust me don't save em' anything goes
With...
(These hoes)
They for everybody
Pass them all around, they at every party (Every goddamn last one of ‘em)
They ain't gon be loyal, not for anybody (I’m not picky)
Still I love these hoes (I’ll take two)
(These hoes)
They for everybody (Juicy J, what up nigga)
Oh, that was your girl? oops, I'm sorry (Taylor Gang)
Don't bring her around, this just too much money (Pass them around like KK 2015 ya dig)
Yeah I love these hoes
Stop cuffing my nigga
Is you the police?
Is you the police?
Is you the police?
Why you cuffin' my nigga?
Is you the police?
Is you the police?
Is you the police?
(These hoes)
They for everybody
Pass them all around, they at every party
They ain't gon’ be loyal, not for anybody
Still I love these hoes
(These hoes)
They for everybody
Oh, that was your girl? oops, I'm sorry
Don't bring her around, this just too much money
Yeah I love these hoes
Album: Dope Fiend Part 2 Mixtape
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