Bitches N Hoes Lotto Savage (Ft. Hoodrich Pablo Juan & RX PESO)
"Bitches N Hoes" by Lotto Savage (Ft. Hoodrich Pablo Juan & RX PESO) is a 2017 hip-hop track that explores themes of street life, relationships, and materialism. The lyrics emphasize confidence and bravado, showcasing a lifestyle of success and indulgence. The beat features heavy bass and catchy hooks, typical of trap music. The song reflects the cultural impact of Southern hip-hop, resonating with themes of loyalty and ambition in urban settings. #HipHop
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Hating ass nigga, they ain't wanna see a nigga eat
Really wanna see a nigga broke
I'm up all 24 trying to get some paper
I don't give a fuck about a ho
Fuck that nigga, I can't work for no nigga
Take my last dollars and buy me some dope
These niggas be acting like bitches and hoes
Fuck that shit, nigga you know how it go
They don't wanna see a nigga eat
Fuck that, I'm taking it, kick down your door
They don't wanna see a nigga eat
Fuck that, I'm taking it, kick down your door
They don't wanna see a nigga eat
Fuck that, I'm taking it, kick down your door
These niggas really they be worser than hoes
Really wanna see a young nigga broke
[Verse 1: Lotto Savage]
Hating ass nigga don't wanna see me eat
I'ma get it anywhere, I run it up in the street
From the motherfucking south to the motherfucking east
Move the pounds, move the bales, move the bundles of the weed
Nigga hating on a nigga on the motherfucking low
When you see me in the streets, tryna dap me like a ho
I'm with Pablo, nigga, in the Porsche Panamera
DrugRixh, nigga, so you know I move bales
I'm head honcho nigga, I could front your nigga
I'm a young nigga, bossed up and keep from fuck niggas
I'll slide up, apply pressure pronto, nigga
Got goons at your motherfucking front door, nigga
And I'm all about the motherfucking honcho, nigga
They don't touch enough of the paper, young nigga getting paid
You can miss me with all the fake ass cappin' like you paid
And it's DrugRixh Slaughter Gang, bitch, get slayed
Hating ass nigga, they ain't wanna see a nigga eat
Really wanna see a nigga broke
I'm up all 24 trying to get some paper
I don't give a fuck about a ho
Fuck that nigga, I can't work for no nigga
Take my last dollars and buy me some dope
These niggas be acting like bitches and hoes
Fuck that shit, nigga you know how it go
They don't wanna see a nigga eat
Fuck that, I'm taking it, kick down your door
They don't wanna see a nigga eat
Fuck that, I'm taking it, kick down your door
They don't wanna see a nigga eat
Fuck that, I'm taking it, kick down your door
These niggas really they be worser than hoes
Really wanna see a young nigga broke
[Verse 1: Lotto Savage]
Hating ass nigga don't wanna see me eat
I'ma get it anywhere, I run it up in the street
From the motherfucking south to the motherfucking east
Move the pounds, move the bales, move the bundles of the weed
Nigga hating on a nigga on the motherfucking low
When you see me in the streets, tryna dap me like a ho
I'm with Pablo, nigga, in the Porsche Panamera
DrugRixh, nigga, so you know I move bales
I'm head honcho nigga, I could front your nigga
I'm a young nigga, bossed up and keep from fuck niggas
I'll slide up, apply pressure pronto, nigga
Got goons at your motherfucking front door, nigga
And I'm all about the motherfucking honcho, nigga
They don't touch enough of the paper, young nigga getting paid
You can miss me with all the fake ass cappin' like you paid
And it's DrugRixh Slaughter Gang, bitch, get slayed
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