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