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saint millie - no heauxs lyrics

[hook: saint millie]
i ain’t got no hoes, i ain’t got no hoes
i ain’t got no hoes, i ain’t got no hoes
i ain’t got no hoes, i ain’t got no hoes
i ain’t got no hoes, i ain’t got no hoes
i ain’t got no hoes, i ain’t got no hoes
i ain’t got no hoes, i ain’t got no hoes
i ain’t got no hoes, i ain’t got no hoes
i ain’t got no hoes, i ain’t got no hoes

[verse 1: saint millie]
i ain’t really got no hoes
but i’m really ‘bout my dough
you still chase that p-ssy man
but these hoes ain’t in no more
god sent me a young queen
ain’t tryna wait for young thots
with them can do anything
with thumbs i waste my time a lot
all these hoes ain’t nothing
especially when you stunting
we ain’t paying for trips
[?], no need for discussion
in the future, ain’t even fronting
gotta get a check ‘fore you start cuffing
[?] queen flee the country
for all the goofies that’s bussin’
i don’t play no silly games or point the blame
i’m a simple man with a lot to gain
if i had these hoes will they end my main
i don’t need to line up, need to explain

[verse 2]
i wake up in the morning, count my cheese, don’t want no head
been up on my sh-t, i’m ‘bout my clique and i’m a real
lil mama in my line, she got tomatoes and some spread
but i don’t want that sh-t, i smoke my lettuce, count my bread
keep the scallop on me, hope that i don’t see the feds
juggin’ and finessin’, for these hoes i need some scallops
last time i trapped up they said i need a salad
rapping got me on the map but god i need an atlas
rapping and i’m trapping and i’m tryna find a balance
last night was crazy baby, think i lost some cash
[?] crew was poppin’, probably opened up a gas
chasin’ all these hoes lil n-gga, don’t be f-cking selfish
focused on the money, money coming, f-ck you tell us
i could give a sh-t about what these n-ggas selling
stay away from snitches, lord know these n-ggas telling
told ‘em ain’t no stunting, man i need a 9 11

[verse 3]
ever since my old girl left me every single night i cry
all these hoes that you saying i got don’t love me
so where these hoes you saying i got?
i been searching for days, i been searching for a few weeks
still can’t find time for these hoes
but when it’s cuffing season and i’m on my campaign
stay inside and f-ck her ‘til i pull my hamstring
same n-gga from the same place
phone number never changed up
range rover, no rooftop, i’ll read your mind like [?]
you think about how you can benefit
from being friends with benefits
seeing eyes just like [?]
they always watching my place
got 100 missed calls from my mexican collect
got 100 missed calls from my minnesota b-tch
got 100 missed calls, i call ‘em back after this pasta
i ain’t got no hoes on my roster

[outro: saint millie]
i ain’t really got no hoes
but i’m really ‘bout my dough
i ain’t really got no hoes
but i’m really ‘bout my dough
i ain’t really got no hoes
but i’m really ‘bout my dough
i ain’t really got no hoes
but i’m really ‘bout my dough

- saint millie lyrics

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