Lotta Hoes

[Hook] You could tell by my clothes I got a lot of hoes Plus I got a bankroll I got a lot of hoes I Got a lot of hoes A lot of hoes A lot of hoes A lot of hoes [Verse 1] They say my mind gone I'm in a different time zone I count 100,000 dollars while I'm blindfold I'm 'bout that guacamole no fronting coping only Cop a Rollie, I get a lot cheese macaroni Ya I'm back up on it bitch I'm back up on it And when I stand still she put her back up on it You now I love rich, cause I'm hood rich Your girl call me GD I got that good dick Fucked up, coupe big, polo stupid Brown shirt, brown man, same color roof in We used to shoot hoop and listen to that Snoop here Bought a pack, brought it back, relaxed and recouped here Ya this a new year and ya these some new shades I don't see none of y'all talking about some new J's This is that Prada, property, properly When I hit Saks Fifth it looks like a robbery [Hook] I Got a lot of hoes A lot of hoes A lot of hoes A lot of hoes