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chris thomaz - my lil hoe lyrics

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aireuss: dats my lil baby, she drive me crazy
that’s my lil baby, that’s my lil baby
dat my lil .. dat my lil .. that’s my lil baby
dat my lil .. dat my lil .. that’s my lil baby

that’s my lil hoe, where i go .. she wanna go
f-ck on the side of the road
that’s my lil .. that’s my lil .. that’s my lil hoe, mm
that’s my lil .. that’s my lil .. that’s my lil hoe

hollywoodwhyte!: thats my lil shorty
in the trap w a blunt & a 40
pocket rocket on me while im recording
none of these n-ggas can do nothing for me

im in the house like corey
i remember b-tches used to ignore me
most of these n-ggas be telling stories
big blunt f-ck up my respiratory

i f-ck her to sleep i wake up she be gone by the morning
pop me a xanny for better performance
the sh-t you be saying just isnt important. throwback a molly & enter the oribit

i be somewhere in the forest. tripping hard everyday look gorgeous
cold blood like a tyrannosaurus
well known got reliable sources

choppa threw me the beat so imma torch it. smoking cookie in my personal fortress
b-tches telling me to come up to campus
i get higher than somebody w cancer

dont call my phone you will not get a answer
i didnt mean to drop that lean in my fanta
rocking black n white like im a panda
i been thinking about moving to canada

f-ck rap im going r&b soul
speaking the truth as if i was j.cole
n-ggas be living w no typa goals
hollyworld sh-t imma go for the gold

these n-ggas be goofy, lame, hoes
wherever i go i got the pole
none of yo n-ggas is on go
all of my n-ggas is gon blow

chris thomaz:
blow up just like-a c4 (bow!)
to be honest n-ggas know im really da goat

blowin gas know i stay wit the dope (gas)
b-tches see me & they want a pho-to
ain’t got enough racks .. i need me some mo

diamond choker chain lookin like snow (ice!)
bust off the rip on that sh-t let it go
my b-tch bad look like marilyn monroe

lunch table rappin back in the day
made it happen now i rap on the stage
my n-ggas trappin got that pack on the way
past actions got me stacking my k’s
i’m just tryna make the maximum wage
on top of that i gotta keep up my grades
working hard & making accolades
gotta make sure that all of my family straight

no i can’t f-ck wit no hater
i make the choppa sing like anita baker
say that’s yo b-tch ima taker
den ima beat the p-ssy like the undertaker

gotta go ima see you later
i gotta get back to the money it’s ma-jorr

poppin beans like i know it ain’t critical
sippin lean while im smoking medicinal
n-ggas snitching on they n-ggas it’s pitiful
ion even wanna speak up on it

all you n-ggas want a million don’t it
put the time in if you really want it
if it’s bout the money then you know im on it

gotta stack of blue hunnids it can’t fold
she my lil baby but b-tches be bold
could never put all of my trust in a hoe

aireuss: dats my lil baby, she drive me crazy
that’s my lil baby, that’s my lil baby
dat my lil .. dat my lil .. that’s my lil baby
dat my lil .. dat my lil .. that’s my lil baby

that’s my lil hoe, wherever i go ..
she wanna go
f-ck on the side of the road
that’s my lil .. that’s my lil .. that’s my lil hoe, mm
that’s my lil .. that’s my lil .. that’s my lil hoe

- chris thomaz lyrics

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