These hoes just want my soul
I know
You want this big bankroll, no
No trust my ice so cold, oh
Tie one, tie two, make to the streets, I do
Nigga, no, these hoes ain't shit
Nigga, no, these hoes ain't shit
Can't even trust them with my partners
Won't even trust them with my bankroll
Can't even trust them with my drugs, trust them with my problems
Can't trust around no bitch, kill the pussy that holler
Kill the pussy that holler
Can't trust them with my problems
Never trust these hoes, no
These hoes just want my soul
I know
You want this big bankroll, no
No trust my ice so cold, oh
She just want my heart, nigga
But she can't get my heart, nigga
No, trust, no, I can't deal with you
A tame bitch till you get that bitch
Get up all my trust in a hoe
That's just all I know
Saying take your love and go
It's something you can't control
My heart can't take no more
It's why y'all niggas so cold
Stay with the green like an ogre
Gotta have grill like a toaster
Don't know why I don't know her
Never trust these hoes, no
These hoes just want my soul
I know
You want this big bankroll, no
No trust my ice so cold, oh
These hoes ain't shit when they feed you a story
I'm in another world looking at this shit from afar
Like who the fuck is you and what the fuck is this
I don't trust you, wanna fuck my car
How the fuck you figure you was loving a nigga
Just to get a dollar you was hugging a nigga
Calling my phone, you ain't talking about shit
Now every time you picking up you will get a nickel
Sounded like Biggie had one more chance
You want a store but it ain't no chance
You round over, you don't get no dance
No love, hoe, no romance
Yeah, I know you hoping they get better
Fuck that, I'm only hoping they get weathered
In the play over tell ‘em it was time out
Right there on the bench where I sever
Never trust these hoes, no
These hoes just want my soul
I know
You want this big bankroll, no
No trust my ice so cold, oh
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