
Like a Hoe DeJ Loaf
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[Intro: Iceberg Slim]
Listen square-ass bitch
I have never had a ho that i couldn't do without
I celebrate, bitch, when a whore leaves me
You scurvy bitch
[Verse 1]
Lately I've been under pressure
Make me wanna put a fuck nigga on a stretcher
They like, "Damn, why you so aggressive?"
Cause I've been going through some things
And I'm tired of playing with these niggas
All this pain I done been through tryna change how we living
Rock shows and throw them old chains in the venues
We don't hang out the window, might aim out the window
Keep it on the low, "DL" my initials
Niggas be dickriders, I ain't worried 'bout competition
Don't bring them bitches up cause on my dogs, I'll sick 'em
Mike Jack thriller, 04/Old 4 Pistols
Wan't beef? I'll serve a bitch that old pie dinner
That's fireplace, we might pop up where your mama stay
Park inside her driveway, car ain't got no license plate
Success be like a block away, get the fuck up out my way
How you feel, closer to my dreams like Goapele
I'm trynna make a mill nigga, how you tryna operate?
Listen square-ass bitch
I have never had a ho that i couldn't do without
I celebrate, bitch, when a whore leaves me
You scurvy bitch
[Verse 1]
Lately I've been under pressure
Make me wanna put a fuck nigga on a stretcher
They like, "Damn, why you so aggressive?"
Cause I've been going through some things
And I'm tired of playing with these niggas
All this pain I done been through tryna change how we living
Rock shows and throw them old chains in the venues
We don't hang out the window, might aim out the window
Keep it on the low, "DL" my initials
Niggas be dickriders, I ain't worried 'bout competition
Don't bring them bitches up cause on my dogs, I'll sick 'em
Mike Jack thriller, 04/Old 4 Pistols
Wan't beef? I'll serve a bitch that old pie dinner
That's fireplace, we might pop up where your mama stay
Park inside her driveway, car ain't got no license plate
Success be like a block away, get the fuck up out my way
How you feel, closer to my dreams like Goapele
I'm trynna make a mill nigga, how you tryna operate?
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