Don't Love These Hoes
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I be a kingpin, that means I ball weight
My rider hop hop 'til I blow all gates
Money like Allstate and serve 'em all cakes
I'm hard knock on the chain 'til the ball break
Leavin' them all dazed, hit 'em with all K's
Tuck 'em in tall graves and rush all fades
They say I'm loc'd out, chronic is smoked out
Was the bitch on my dick? No doubt
Holla, I be a boss with dollars, flossin' rag Impalas
My clique like pits and Rottweilers
Y'all set trip, we pop hollas straight through your collar
Take a National Guard, stop all us
We ballin', flawless, dog, legit above all the law
While y'all tricks keep fallin' off
We be the big dogs, big hits callin' off
We break the bricks y'all haulin' off
Nigga, now holla at me
We don't love these hoes
'Cause all these hoes love is dough, platinum, diamonds and clothes
And you ain't gettin' shit from a loc
But a big dick to choke on and somethin' wet for the throat
We don't love these hoes
'Cause all these hoes love is dough, platinum, diamonds and clothes
And they ain't gettin' shit from a loc
But a big dick to choke on and somethin' wet for the throat
I see you peepin' me, bitch, but I ain't even gon' trip
Know you after the grip and everything it comes with
.22'S in the whip, look at you bitches flip
Clean this shit on the strip, yellin', "Bitch get a dick!"
This West Coast land of the cutthroats with much dough
What you come short with, that's what I have you touch for
They call me C to the B to the O
My C-O-W and B-O-Y, that's when the slugs fly
And I just paroled like my fourteenth time
Ain't got no time for trippin', I just torch these nines
So keep your whores in line
I have 'em comin' home sprung full of cum, nigga fuckin' with mine
And I'm only out for the dollars
And I only cut rag Impalas to make these bad bitches holler
So when you see us in traffic or the parking lot flossin'
Stop talkin' and get mine, walk it
We don't love these hoes
'Cause all these hoes love is dough, platinum, diamonds and clothes
And you ain't gettin' shit from a loc
But a big dick to choke on and somethin' wet for the throat
We don't love these hoes
'Cause all these hoes love is dough, platinum, diamonds and clothes
And they ain't gettin' shit from a loc
But a big dick to choke on and somethin' wet for the throat
These bitches want the money but they can't get it
And these niggas want the chronic but they can't hit it
Picture me in the big coupe with the bulletproof
And the only time I'm handcuffed is to the big loot
The Loco gettin' money and these niggas hate it
Think they bitches ain't fuckin' when she's X-rated
And I done already made her a star
I know you seen her in my video bouncin' that ass at the bar
And after the scene we hopped in the Northstar
She poured herself a glass of Moët White Star
We started talkin' 'bout her problems
Next thing I had my dick in her mouth and she was workin' it out
I told the bitch that I liked her just to get in her pants
As soon as I fucked her she just couldn't understand
That she got played by the next bitch's man
Standin' on the corner, cum drippin' out her hand
We don't love these hoes
'Cause all these hoes love is dough, platinum, diamonds and clothes
And you ain't gettin' shit from a loc
But a big dick to choke on and somethin' wet for the throat
We don't love these hoes
'Cause all these hoes love is dough, platinum, diamonds and clothes
And they ain't gettin' shit from a loc
But a big dick to choke on and somethin' wet for the throat