big low - we don't love these hoes lyrics
intro:
big low
truffles
lets get it
bridge:
i ain’t never loved a thot
eyes always on the clock
hand always on the glock
run up on you on the block
cuz these n-ggas talking cr-p g
go ahead and clap me
put that chrome to ya dome
and go trigger happy
big low:
uh i’m smoking on that purple
got bad b-tches in my circle
go kung fu on that p-ssy
like a f-cking ninja turtle
we been thru life we jumping hurdles
smoke some sh-t you never heard of
ugly -ss b-tch call you roberta
beat that sn-tch call it a murder man
all i see is paper this sh-t is overwhelming
10 more lbs of dope
betcha -ss i’m selling
can you keep a f-cking secret?
that means no f-cking telling
so keep ya mouth shut
don’t go f-cking yelling
bridge:
i ain’t never loved a thot
eyes always on the clock
hand always on the glock
run up on you on the block
cuz these n-ggas talking cr-p g
go ahead and clap me
put that chrome to ya dome
and go trigger happy
hook:
we don’t love these hoes (no)
we don’t love these hoes (nah)
we don’t loves these hoes
and they don’t even know
we don’t love these hoes
we don’t love these hoes
we don’t love these hoes
its time to let them kno
truffles:
hi my name is truffles i got bud and paper in a separate duffle
one hit of my sh-t make you breathe slow
got a cup of dirty sprite thats lean bro
and a wallet full of dough so i won’t have to pay much to steal ya ho
its the dank -ss zombies but y’all ready know
they screaming truffles
ill be good soon
but one thing i know
i won’t be clean soon
f-ck probation f-ck the cops
the government can suck my c-ck
we selling round the clock
poplin molly and selling rock
i’m the cleanser of the brock
come thru to the block spraying
you don’t wanna feel the fury of my glock ayyy
daz over everything
red bull give me wings
so i can fly high like an eagle in the sky
me and stevie smoking we like cheech and chong packing bowl after bowl ripping bongs
smoking blunts
getting high
we just a couple of kids tryna enjoy life
we stoners for days
take it serious no play
this daz n-gga you gonna pay
(yo stevie light me a newport fam)
ight i gotchu
big low:
daz get like me
puffin on this blunt n-gga 3dp
10 milli dollar house widescreen tv
and we always get wavy like pcp
i just took ya b-tch uoeno it
that good weed we blow it
cocaine castle its snowing
all that money we thrown
pimpin and hoing
wake up in the morning with 2 b-tches
got mad pictures and betcha -ss they still moaning
cuz they can’t handle this train
its too big and insane
i don’t care if i get no fame
just p-ss the paper plane
chain smoke it like a chain saw
heels on
panties off
hit in and quit it
then we off
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