Hoes Come Easy

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RJmrLA - Rap, In English

Hoes Come Easy

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[Intro] Uh (Mustard on the beat, ho!) [Verse 1] Send the ki up in the sky, gotta let a bird fly Stay with your man, you ain't gotta choose sides Never tell my left hand what I'm doing with the right Beach full of sand, why I gotta bring mine? Left my girl at the crib, brought my pistol instead Rumors getting spread, saying I pistol whip the Feds But I don't run around with the shit that I hear Rollie with the crown, ain't no ticking over here [Pre-Chorus] You be tricking on them thots I should pick em out the flocks Put your rent up on this Glock With that rental like a yacht, oh Olay fukusuah, she gon' pop it for a knot Since you dying for attention, suicide Man, I got a lot of bitches (Lot of bitches, lot of bitches, lot of bitches) On god I swear I'm getting tired of bitches (Tired of bitches, tired of bitches) So I [Chorus] Send the ki up in the sky, gotta let a bird fly (Fly) I'd rather spend money, baby, I don't spend time (No time) Every entree got something on the side You can slide, you can stay, it's whatever you decide, on God I give no fuck, hoes come easy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Y'all ain't know, y'all ain't know, y'all ain't know, y'all ain't know) [Verse 2] I let a bird fly 'fore I let her stay the night She on standby for a red-eye flight I don't really care, they come a dozen by the dime Say it ain't about money, everybody got a price I'm just getting this bread, counting this bread Fucking spending that bread 'cause we getting more bread You ain't gotta stick around, baby, there go the door But don't try to come around when you need more dough [Pre-Chorus] Niggas tricking on them thots We should pick 'em out the flocks Put your rent up on this Glock With that rental like a yacht, oh Olay fukusuah, she gon' pop it for a knot Since you dying for attention, suicide Man, I get a lot of bitches, huh (Lot of bitches, lot of bitches, lot of bitches) So much I gotta retire bitches (Tire bitches, tire bitches) So I [Chorus] Send the ki up in the sky, gotta let a bird fly (Fly) I'd rather spend money, baby, I don't spend time (No time) Every entree got something on the side You can slide or you can stay, it's whatever you decide, on God I give no fuck, hoes come easy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Y'all ain't know, y'all ain't know, y'all ain't know, y'all ain't know) [Bridge] I'm a real one, one hun don Miss one, I don't care, catch another one I'm a real one, one hun don I'm a real one, one hun don Miss one, I don't care, catch another one I'm a real one, one hun don So I [Chorus] Send the ki up in the sky, gotta let a bird fly (Fly) I'd rather spend money, baby, I don't spend time (No time) Every entree got something on the side You can slide, you can stay, it's whatever you decide, on God I give no fuck, hoes come easy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Y'all ain't know, y'all ain't know, y'all ain't know, y'all ain't know)

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  • Mustard
  • RJmrLA