Lil ATL Dawg Fa$e - All-Stars

White hoes
Black hoes
Foreign hoes
Red nose
Slim hoes
Thick hoes
Smart hoes
Dumb hoes

Phone rose gold
In some off-white clothes
If the bitch on go
Then a Nigga gone roll
Cause the hoe gone blow
Any Nigga with the smoke
All the jokes up
Hope the lil bitch
Don't choke

She got a dump truck
Might just put her
On the boat
Don't know how to stop
Cause I been on go
Can't come to my spot
If you ain't buying loads
If you making it hot
Then I got something cold
Don't care bout your Nigga
Don't care bout your bros
If you breaking the code
Then you gone get exposed

Got bitches with poles
That put holes in clothes
And they like to sell dope
Some play with they nose
Some clean as soap
Went down a different road
If the pussy is Holy
Ima catch the ghost
If pussy is evil
Ima hit the woah
She say that she love me
Cause I don't do most

Well baby I sit back
And I go with the flow
I can not let anything
Get out of control

I like when it's shakey
I'm rocking the boat

I splash in that water
The pussy get soaked

I'm busting that hoe
Like the pool from the store

I don't need a teacher
I don't need a coach
I don't need a preacher
I don't need a Pope
To know that these hoes
Will switch up on you for love

As soon as I hit the streets
Became the plug
I got anything
To block out
All the fake love
Mud, Buds, even
The designer drugs

White hoes
Black hoes
Foreign hoes
Red nose
Slim hoes
Thick hoes
Smart hoes
Dumb hoes

Phone rose gold
In some off-white clothes
If the bitch on go
Then a Nigga gone roll
Cause the hoe gone blow
Any Nigga with the smoke
All the jokes up
Hope the lil bitch
Don't choke

Either way it go
Turn a chick
To a freak hoe

Everybody know
That little bitch
Got good throat

Nice hips
Thick lips
Like to stare
In your soul

Shit might do it
For a brick
She might do it
For a bowl

That's a bad little hoe
And the whole gang know
She ain't got no shame
In her game she a pro

They gone make it rain
Ima make it snow
Watch her tears fall slow
Cause a nigga too cold

Don't post up no more
But still stop at the store
I don't work there no more
Cause I opened the door

And these niggas don't get it
So I had got more and
I'm talking galore
Galore galore

And these hoes I adore
Only when I get bored
Anything that I want
I know I can afford

No obi one kin nobe
I'm using the force
No Star Wars
But I'm in own universe

No light show
But laser and beams
On his shirt

I might go overseas
Or over shores

I been moving these Ps
I been doing these shows
Why these niggas
Still scheming
These niggas be broke

Man that shit
Have me screaming
But it is no joke
How you know
Cause I been
With them demons
Before

On that block
Where them niggas
Be selling that the dope
And they play with they life
With the dices the roll
Got the lean on some ice
For the nights it was cold

I'm not getting tired
But that shit getting old
I'm not getting higher
So I'm stuck with the smoke

Got to keep me some fire
Nothing else I can hold
You gone put up a fight
Or just pull out that pole

Written by:
Darien Wade

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find