Hoz

[produced by Chance Schreiber] Met this girlie at a party early in the month of may On a scale of 1 to Slihmm I'll prolly give this bitch a 8 I ain't even get her name, 5 minutes in we swapping spit We was talking shit, suggested walking to my crib She like "The party isn't through" We'll throw a party in my room I said it smooth we was drunk as fuck stumblin out your view In the elevator all up on each other neck Walked her to my room, threw her on the bed Lit the piff, let her hit it started getting down to business Whipped it out told the bitch I'm kinda sick of kissing She trippin, you'd swear I'd asked her for a kidney If you ain't trynna top me then why the hell you here with me Shorty say she got a man I started flippin Threw her off me then I threw her off the balcony I ain't get no dome, least I burned a couple calories tho Slihmm chance And hell no I don't dance Fuck these two-timing hoes