It's a lot been going on mane, you know I'm saying' Time for me to address this shit Tired of hearing about it Let's go, yeah
(These hoes) They for everybody Pass them all around, they at every party They ain't gon' be loyal, not for anybody Still I love these hoes (These hoes) They for everybody Oh, that was your girl? Oops, I'm sorry Don't bring her around this just too much money Yeah I love these hoes
She's a super-freak, super-freak Met her in Liv last week she was in there with me In Vip, then she left with me She said she fuck with Breezy Do I wanna keep it? Nah, that ho too sleazy Now she fuck with Jeezy Don't believe me? The shit's all over Tv Now she work the pole, but you ain't know That's how she make her dough Seen her in the Yo She was so throwed, forgot we met before She say she fuck with Drake I ain't surprised all these hoes fucking with Drake I asked why she out this way Said she on a date, then she left with Trey When will niggas learn? Hoes like a doorknob everybody gets a turn Chicks be so high class on the internet But don't got shit she earned She got that bag from Juicy J She got that ass from Rudy Gay Now your silly ass down on one knee What the fuck man, is you cray?
(These hoes) They for everybody Pass them all around, they at every party They ain't gon' be loyal, not for anybody Still I love these hoes (These hoes) They for everybody Oh, that was your girl? Oops, I'm sorry Don't bring her around this just too much money Yeah I love these hoes
Man, I feel in love with a stripper Funny thing is I fell back out of love quicker They don't pay attention to the love anyway They only concerned with what the haters say Bottles be turnin' these girls into thots Instagram turnin' these wives into hoes No real life they just readin' the comments Mess with a real one and get you exposed I had a time when my mind was caught up My niggas was lookin' like what is he on My family was too scared to talk to a nigga Ain't comin' back no the case just got closed She do what she told Sharin' is carin' that pussy ain't gold Sorry you ain't in control You all about that money, that's shit that I throw Just make sure you clean off that pole They turn on the Tv and get on the gram And say that's relationship goals Trust me don't save em' anything goes with
(These hoes) They for everybody Pass them all around, they at every party (Every goddamn one of them) They ain't gon' be loyal, not for anybody (And I ain't picky) Still I love these hoes (I'll take a few) (These hoes) They for everybody (Juicy J wadup nigga) Oh, that was your girl? Oops, I'm sorry (Taylor Gang) Don't bring her around this just too much money Yeah I love these hoes
Stop cuffing my nigga Is you the police? Is you the police? Is you the police? Why you cuffing my nigga? Is you the police? Is you the police? Is you the police?
(These hoes) They for everybody Pass them all around, they at every party They ain't gon' be loyal, not for anybody Still I love these hoes (These hoes) They for everybody Oh, that was your girl? Oops, I'm sorry Don't bring her around this just too much money Yeah I love these hoes
Compositores: Jordan Houston (Juicy J), Lukasz Gottwald (Luke Gottwald), Theron Makiel Thomas (2 Hot 4 Tv), Timothy Jamahli Thomas, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Henry Russell Walter (Cirkut) ECAD: Obra #12101490