Money, Clothes, Hoes (MCH) DJ Drama & Freddie Gibbs

[Chorus]
And I stay up on my toes
Money, clothes, hoes
They say anything goes
For money, clothes, hoes

[Verse 1]
I got diamonds on my wood, bitches on my phone
Serve these hoes like dope, they just can’t leave this dick alone
You remind me of my jeep, got that for the broads
Took less than a week to hit that sweet and take it off
Bust it open for a pimp, make ya daddy proud
Boy y'all bet she blow, she blow this dick I blow this cloud
And we stay on purple drank, OG in my wood
Only smoke that Cali shit, I put that on my hood
I be thuggin' to the death of me, straight G.I. rider
Ain't no pussy in my pedigree
I mix the Molly with the Keisha that's my recipe
I just sit back and let this reefer get the best of me, the best of me
And I be thugging to the death of me, straight G.I. rider
Ain't no pussy in my pedigree
I mix the Molly with the Keisha that's my recipe
I just sit back and let this reefa get the best of me
And niggas know that

[Chorus]
And I stay up on my toes
Money, clothes, hoes
They say anything goes
For money, clothes, hoes