Hoe Train
Shit easy to say, harder to do
Uh, She say the paper ain't the issue
Well, why is even being mentioned?
I don't know at all, it's just my first time living
Figuring with shit out with ya
Say you fell for me, you walk through hell for me
I think you're only here for the mail, honey
What would you do if it all fell through?
Are you sure that I could lean on you?
I got a feeling you'll be with some other dude
On to something new, while I'm hustling, reconstruction shit
I can never totally trust a bitch, never
And I'm cursed to live like this forever
So I only love you when we physically together
I'm sure that all my notions are correct ones
Me and you kinda got a bad connection
Time is precious, why would you waste another second playing
Is you trying to paid?
Sways, headliner suede, candy painted blades
On to the next mind game and that's a got damn shame
But the conductor won't stop the hoe train, mane
Won't stop the hoe train
Skyline
The hoe train in the skyline
Skyline
Unh, fucks I gave came back to fuck me
Love I gave is still a mystery
She said she hope she around when karma visit me
You know it's comin special delivery
Yeah I be chillin
Henny spillin, in fly linen
There by 6, pulled up in 550
Me and you a sort of fatal attraction
In love with the feeling, but still hate that it happened
I was thinking we could more or less make a pact
To always keep in touch if all of this somehow fail to stay in tact
Matter fact, with love I'm a take that back
Cause you can't save a hoe and you could never play a mack
Stripes on my pimp suit, game sharp like a Ginsu
Could write a tragedy with all the things I've been through
Could write a phonebook with all the names I've been through
Hands too full to hold grudges against you
Neither is that pimpin, not to mention
Only trippin when the flights delayed and we rolled all the sticky
Depart from the gate, I depart from the city
Hoping a benz with a chick named Brittany
Brittany perfume and shit joggin my memories
Emailing you, ciroc got me in my feelings
Slick reminiscing, but it's a damn shame
The conductor won't stop the hoe train, mane
Uh, She say the paper ain't the issue
Well, why is even being mentioned?
I don't know at all, it's just my first time living
Figuring with shit out with ya
Say you fell for me, you walk through hell for me
I think you're only here for the mail, honey
What would you do if it all fell through?
Are you sure that I could lean on you?
I got a feeling you'll be with some other dude
On to something new, while I'm hustling, reconstruction shit
I can never totally trust a bitch, never
And I'm cursed to live like this forever
So I only love you when we physically together
I'm sure that all my notions are correct ones
Me and you kinda got a bad connection
Time is precious, why would you waste another second playing
Is you trying to paid?
Sways, headliner suede, candy painted blades
On to the next mind game and that's a got damn shame
But the conductor won't stop the hoe train, mane
Won't stop the hoe train
Skyline
The hoe train in the skyline
Skyline
Unh, fucks I gave came back to fuck me
Love I gave is still a mystery
She said she hope she around when karma visit me
You know it's comin special delivery
Yeah I be chillin
Henny spillin, in fly linen
There by 6, pulled up in 550
Me and you a sort of fatal attraction
In love with the feeling, but still hate that it happened
I was thinking we could more or less make a pact
To always keep in touch if all of this somehow fail to stay in tact
Matter fact, with love I'm a take that back
Cause you can't save a hoe and you could never play a mack
Stripes on my pimp suit, game sharp like a Ginsu
Could write a tragedy with all the things I've been through
Could write a phonebook with all the names I've been through
Hands too full to hold grudges against you
Neither is that pimpin, not to mention
Only trippin when the flights delayed and we rolled all the sticky
Depart from the gate, I depart from the city
Hoping a benz with a chick named Brittany
Brittany perfume and shit joggin my memories
Emailing you, ciroc got me in my feelings
Slick reminiscing, but it's a damn shame
The conductor won't stop the hoe train, mane
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Writer(s): 0, Michael Taylor
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