Po Hoes Lyrics
You looking at a real nigga, hoe, salute me
Louis belt but every day's the Gucci
She like my swag, we was shopping soon as she met me
Alexander McQueen, Louboutin, just set it
Bad bitches on deck, check my resume
They on check, flew two foreign hoes yesterday
Fuck them hoes tonight then send 'em back 'fore they never stay
They pop molly, smoke, drink and fuck then they on their merry way
They mad but we kiss and make up like Marry K
I'm going down like Marry J
Blast, my nigga, open up your eyes
When you see me with a bad bitch and she yours, don't be surprised
Cut that nigga, y'all know what it is
All I fuck with is bad bitches
All I fuck with is bad bitches
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
All I fuck with is bad bitches
All I fuck with is bad bitches
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
All I'm fucking with is who's fucking me
My dick is as good as your pussy so none of us should be fucking free
I don't fuck with them po hoes, I ride around in them lo-los
My third is dirty, you be washing tens, book a T
Yeah, I do this shit like every day
I'm throwing that money and them bitches do the way
You in the strip club tryina count your shit and save
I give it away, give it away, give it away
Something I say to them po hoes in that mansion with no clothes
I don't fuck with them no-shows like DC I can go, go
Wait, the only thing it's been bothering me so far
Is all these strippers in the world ain't got no motherfucking car
Bitch, get your shit together, damn
All I fuck with is bad bitches
All I fuck with is bad bitches
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
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I don't fuck with them po hoes
All I fuck with is bad bitches
All I fuck with is bad bitches
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
Running in po hoes is a no go
But I'm going hands so no pro-pro
Like a pirate with a bottle of rum and your hoe with a lo-lo
Mean squad is my logo and my money taught me y'all straw do
Your chick jack 'cause when I drop I ball like 'em, some raw, though
All clear eyes, all day drum, buy sex like a dida
Seem all she want is my money so I blow it like a reefer
G's like a camera, room full of lavender and bad women and mad Benjamins on my calendar
Like oh damn, she about to go hands on another whole gram
Now she turnt up, money burnt up, showing off, no one can fuck with my fam
Y'all slacking dog, y'all acting hard, take a bottle to the drummer, don't pass it off
I'm balling all and don't pass Ciroc, Patrone, I'm loaded and Maserati
Yeah, bad bitches
All I fuck with is bad bitches
All I fuck with is bad bitches
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
All I fuck with is bad bitches
All I fuck with is bad bitches
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
I don't fuck with them po hoes
