PG13 - Picky Hoes

Hoes gon' pick, it's a brand new trick I cannot love, can't cuff on that bitch
Done with the cuffin , just kick me a six Done with the stress, I gotta make me a bitch
She get emotional, I'm just on my shit thought, I was pimp, how I carry my shit
Real ones, yeah, they stuck with the kid I can't be dabbin' these kids

I do this shit for the course of the feat Can't be worried, they worry about me
Course of the G's, it's a brand new feat Fuck on that bitch, and I name Real fi
Can't trust no bitch, gotta see who you are She take a ride with the roof of the stars
She spread love just to see who you are Smooch love, yeah, I see who you are

Done with that bitch, can't be makin' no stars I made this shit, emotionally scarred
Whole lotta paper in the back of the car No, I don't love you, just call me Jimar
Three V's deep, ain't need my car Glad I seen it before it got far
Hoes gon' pick, it's a brand new trick I cannot love, can't cuff on that bitch

Done with the cuffin, just kick me a six Done with the stress, I gotta make me a bitch
She get emotional, I'm just on my shit Dude, I was pimp, how I carry my shit
Real ones, yeah, they stuck with the kid I can't be dabbin' these kids
I do this shit for the course of the feat Can't be worried they worry about me

Course of the G, just a brand new feat Fuck on that bitch, and I name Real fi
Can't trust no bitch, gotta see who you are She take a ride with the roof of the stars
She spread love just to see who you are Smooth slug, yeah, I see who you are
Whole lotta

Written by:
jimar colter

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