Grown Hoes (feat. ilytwinn)
It's a young n**** world
So take off that thong for me (Take off that thong)
(Take off that thong)
Take off that thong, baby let's fuck
In love with a real one put it in her guts
Come fuck it up little baby, racks on racks, come and fuck little baby
I'm in love with a grown hoe (I heard grown hoes do it the best)
I think I'ma mess, but I don't give a fuck, I'ma nut on her chest
In that SRT going fast, grown hoe on my lap counting some cash
Told her count that bitch up real fast, twelve in the back and I'm doing the dash
I think I fell in love with a grown hoe
Come fuck up my relationship grown bitch, come fuck up my home
It's a young n**** world, so take off that thong for me (Take off that thong)
(Take off that thong)
It's a young boy world, so can you take it off for me? (Yeah yeah yeah)
So can you take it off?
Can we go to the stars?
Can we go to the place, that they think is too far
Girl, I'm tryna touch the moon
I don't give a damn about your mood
I'm just tryna touch the roof
Back in the day, I was at the bottom
And now a n**** at the top
Of the list looking like a boss (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Slime me a n**** I make me a bag
VIP n****, I stay in the back
In the club with a rack
You a broke boy, get a stack
If he talking Draco finna clap
Speed in the cat
Come down on the street like a flashlight
So take off that thong for me (Take off that thong)
(Take off that thong)
Take off that thong, baby let's fuck
In love with a real one put it in her guts
Come fuck it up little baby, racks on racks, come and fuck little baby
I'm in love with a grown hoe (I heard grown hoes do it the best)
I think I'ma mess, but I don't give a fuck, I'ma nut on her chest
In that SRT going fast, grown hoe on my lap counting some cash
Told her count that bitch up real fast, twelve in the back and I'm doing the dash
I think I fell in love with a grown hoe
Come fuck up my relationship grown bitch, come fuck up my home
It's a young n**** world, so take off that thong for me (Take off that thong)
(Take off that thong)
It's a young boy world, so can you take it off for me? (Yeah yeah yeah)
So can you take it off?
Can we go to the stars?
Can we go to the place, that they think is too far
Girl, I'm tryna touch the moon
I don't give a damn about your mood
I'm just tryna touch the roof
Back in the day, I was at the bottom
And now a n**** at the top
Of the list looking like a boss (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Slime me a n**** I make me a bag
VIP n****, I stay in the back
In the club with a rack
You a broke boy, get a stack
If he talking Draco finna clap
Speed in the cat
Come down on the street like a flashlight
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Writer(s): Mani Hopson
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