Hog Killin’ Tommy Wright III (Ft. Princess Loko)

[Verse 1: Princess Loko]
Comin in hard to tell [?] I'm comin strong
I'm firing up the tone and bitch you know that the shit is on
I'm kicking philosophie over playa who making dough
I'm stackin and stackin showin you tricks I know how to flow
Born and raised in blackheaven but I dont brag about where I'm from
This pimpin and play these niggas that wanna give me some
You hoeses don´t like me and style is just way to buck
So bitches like to talk shit and frankly I dont give a fuck
To take away my misery of these bitches I smoke a sack
So say that I'm fat, my cat is too so how are you gonna act?
And Trills and Trayden bitch what do you say behind closed doors
But never in my face, so what the fuck [?] for
See everytime my head is up, some hoe try to pull it down
But I gotta claim for the [?] and [?]
Young bitches can't stand this pimpin thats why they´re behavin it
And when they saw me on top they sure as hell come be tapin it
And for you cyborgs coward bitches I'll constantally hit it
Forget about the flodging hoe, just remember the hog killin

[Hook: Tommy Wright III]
I'm about mine you´re about yours
I'm about mine you´re about yours
I'm about mine you´re about yours
I'm about mine you´re about yours