Ho's Around

I wanna rock
I wanna rock
I prolly do life in jail if
I shoot a cop
I shoot a cop
You niggas can't fucking tell bitch
I'm at the top
I'm at the top
Want me down
Oh fucking well
Y'all better stop
I'm finna drop
Man what's the fucking smell?
I got some shit that you can't believe
I be in the cut with the gangsta lean
Niggas so slow I could stop and rest
Nigga who is if I'm not the best
Ain't shit to put an opp to rest
I got a lot to stress
It's all good I'm an optimist
Nigga with what I'm not to mess
And I ain't got to flex
I ain't even see the doctors yet
But I'm sick ho
Screwed up like I'm big moe
Broke as fuck need a bit moe
But you could still suck this dick tho
GC bitch I'm an owner now
Stepping on niggas like they on the ground
All of em bitches they should own a gown
know how niggas act when it's hos around

When It's Ho's Around
When It's Ho's Around
When It's Ho's Around
Know how niggas act when it's ho's around
When It's Ho's Around
When It's Ho's Around
When It's Ho's Around
Know how niggas act when it's ho's around



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Writer(s): Larussell Thomas, Rob Kelly
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