Hoes by goin

Chorus- These hoes be goin, fucking on anybody in town Catch me in traffic, see how a young heavy roll around My team toting you hear that pow pow pow sound I up a oochie now yo bitch wanna do me These hoes be goin, fucking on anybody in town Catch me in traffic, see how a young heavy roll around My team toting you hear that pow pow pow sound I up a oochie now yo bitch wanna do me Lil Trav- Say being sober, I can’t take it with Lil Reese And we just rolled up, sit back, get kushy Hoes hold up, relax come with me Then we get freaky, her face expression cheesy Say what you on bro, Lets go get some ‘tron boy A lot of these niggas hatin on me, they be actin homo Catch they ass in the store buying shit for low low Im sorry but yo ass is butter with that fake ass polo It’s turn up time follow me Fleest hat in my Louie All the hoes they like my dance Get these hoes up off of me Rockin in my burberry, kush so strong I fall asleep Broke ass nigga don’t talk to me. Give me props for my Louie I go with eaters her lips are big so im geeked Caught her on cheaters, fucking on the whole team I had to leave her, she a slut for a grammy I mean fuck these hoes, don’t make me beat or bust these hoes Chorus Lil Ceno- Riding round with sicko nem, yes we be totin shit We be goin crazy, we so bipolar bitch Im rockin in my Gucci Flossin in my Louie And yeah I wear expensive shit yo bitch wanna screw me Im in the booth with flocka, that 4-5 go blocka These hoes they be choosin, but they fuck around and eat the Mobb Up Bitch my team been winnin since the very beginning But its time to get to this money, these hoes ain't worth shit man I be getting money, they call me Lil Ceno We had her in the veeno and she did all the denos Everyday’s a sicko Way And im screamin fuck one trey All these niggas say whats sup and im yelling double cups These niggas know I got the hoes We fuck em and they exit tho OTM we flexing bitch, yeah my team been havin shit I don’t do no flexin shit we really do this Gucci shit And imam turn up on that ho, but only if she a boogie bitch Chorus J cash Its a fiesta And all my niggas riding with me We showing oochie Bitch you know i got it on me I seen a eater and she going for the team You can only Neck me please When i bust you must leave Louie shirt and robin jeans Tell that ho to kiss my ring Smoking loud and sipping lean In the clouds up in my dreams 30 poppers with them beams Swear to god i love my team Moaning like they want a ring Money over everything Throwing shit Throwing bitch Skurrin' in my foreign bitch These bitches know im having shit Tell ‘em get up off my dick My life like movie I make us go in coolly Catch a op Put a thot We hittin all these goofies I be flexin Bitch im rep t and p Dont fuck with their gang So dont talk to be Sicko mobbing Their they go skee e e My niggas holding And these bitches goin Chorus