Fat Qwan - Dime A Dozen

These hoes come a dime a dozen
So Qwan don't even be with all that cuffin
Jakes pull up know I'm running
Cartiers so ion see nun
Don't hit my phone if it ain't about money
If it ain't about no uhhh
These hoes come a dime a dozen
So Qwan don't even be with all that cuffin
Jakes pull up know I'm running
Cartiers so ion see nun
Don't hit my phone if it ain't about money
If it ain't about no uhhh
Don't hit my line if you ain't about a bag
These ain't no fuckin dickies robin denims on my ass
Yea you know A nigga just dropped that fucking bag
Lil mama tried to hit me for the stash
So I tapped the ass and did the dash
You don't get no motherfuckin' pass
Have them boys on yo ass like rash
Better check them mother fucking stats
I'm like uhh
Cut my old bitch off that's past tense
I need a new bitch freak bitch
The one suck the balls and lick the meat bitch
Discrete bitch classy all in public
But when I get home she a freak bitch
These hoes come a dime a dozen
So Qwan don't even be with all that cuffin
Jakes pull up know I'm running
Cartiers so ion see nun
Don't hit my phone if it ain't about money
If it ain't about no uhhh
These hoes come a dime a dozen
So Qwan don't even be with all that cuffin
Jakes pull up know I'm running
Cartiers so ion see nun
Don't hit my phone if it ain't about money
If it ain't about no uhhh

Written by:
Fat Qwan

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