hoco

She just wanna be my queen like hoco
So I brought her home and hit in slo-mo
Need nobody, do this shit all dolo
I'm solo

Shawty better know
Whatever weather I stay fucking shit up
Got a whip from the future
And she just hop in the trunk
Man I go crazy, I go Brady on this shit from the jump
And whats your name, pretty lady?
Give me digits or some

She just wanna be my queen like hoco
So I brought her home and hit in slo-mo
Need nobody, do this shit all dolo
I'm solo

Shawty better know
Whatever weather I stay fucking shit up
Got a whip from the future
And she just hop in the trunk
Man I go crazy, I go Brady on this shit from the jump
And whats your name, pretty lady?
Give me digits or some

Uh huh, fuck it up
Going easy on the bud so fuck it, double cup
Uh huh, uh huh

One tucked, load it up, yeah
Don't know if she want me less the bitch gon' show me love
Uh huh, uh huh

I can't even blame her
The shit I been going through man I'd rather be a stranger
Then she say she wanna take a flick, bitch get my angles
The way she need direction imma shoot behind the camera, yeah

Pretty motherfucker and she know it
I just wanna see what she like without the ho shit
Get a little fazed but I ain't losing focus
Second round, tapped out, yeah you know it

Uh, I been chasing bucks like Milwaukee
She get a little bit full of herself and she block me
Want me?
Prolly
That ain't my problem though
Guess I'll see u at the party
Shawty

She just wanna be my queen like hoco
So I brought her home and hit in slo-mo
Need nobody, do this shit all dolo
I'm solo

Shawty better know
Whatever weather I stay fucking shit up
Got a whip from the future
And she just hop in the trunk
Man I go crazy, I go Brady on this shit from the jump
And whats your name, pretty lady?
Give me digits or some



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