Side Hoes

I uhh.
I gave my side bitch a pencil so she know she'll always be number two.
Yea!
You got lemons girl make lemonade.
You got lemons girl make lemonade.
You got lemons girl make lemonade.
You got lemons girl.
Save you unknown up in my i
Phone.
Cuz every time I'm wit my bitch, you be blowing up my phone.
You ain't no wifey, you's a side hoe.
And I don't even know why I be fucking with these side hoes
Save you unknown up in my i
Phone.
Cuz every time I'm wit my bitch, you be blowing up my phone.
You ain't no wifey you's a side hoe.
Yea!
And I don't even know why I be fucking with these side hoes.
Gang!
Ugh, Give me some space I need break.
I don't even know why I be fucking with these side hoe.
Maybe I'm making a mistake?
I don't even I don't even know why I be fucking with these.
Ugh!
I always seem to be afraid of relationships and commitment.
So I always misbehave.
Maybe I shouldn't masquerade.
Around as your man when I can always get away.
Gimme a place that I can stay.
Without worrying bout catching feeling that I can't communicate.
It's like it's hard just to convey.
Or find things to say.
When just yesterday we both had no complaints.
But now you saying things have changed.
You got lemons girl make lemonade, even if you feel betrayed.
Ya know I won't discriminate.
And I could demonstrate the way I penetrate the gate.
Really got her calling me Seis.
She better wait.
Aye!
Up in my i
Phone.
Cuz every time I'm wit my bitch, you be blowing up my phone.
You ain't no wifey, you's a side hoe.
And I don't even know why I be fucking with these side hoes.
Save you unknown up in my i
Phone.
Cuz every time I'm wit my bitch, you be blowing up my phone.
You ain't no wifey, you's a side hoe.
Yea!
And I don't even know why I be fucking with these side hoes.
Gang!
Ugh!
Give me some space I need a break.
I don't even know why I be fucking with these side hoes.
Maybe I'm making a mistake?
And I don't even I don't even know why I be fucking with these.
Ugh!
These hoes cuffing like the police.
I need a girl that keep it low key.
Ugh!
Fuck what you selling, I pay no fee.
She keep me up and I get no sleep
And I don't want to be your trophy
I just wanna be your homie.
I just wanna hit you up and dick you down when you get lonely.
I don't want no ceremony.
I don't want no matrimony.
I just want that pussy on me.
Yea!
Yea!
Yea!
But now you saying things have changed.
You got lemons girl make lemonade even if you feel betrayed.
Ya know I won't discriminate.
And I could demonstrate the way I penetrate the gate.
Really got her calling me Seis.
She better wait.
Aye!
Up in my i
Phone.
Cuz every time I'm wit my bitch, you be blowing up my phone.
You ain't no wifey, you's a side hoe.
And I don't even know why I be fucking with these side hoes.
Save you unknown up in my i
Phone.
Cuz every time I'm wit my bitch, you be blowing up my phone.
You ain't no wifey, you's a side hoe.
Yea!
And I don't even know why I be fucking with these side hoes.
Gang!



Credits
Writer(s): James Ezra Mayse
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