Not My Ho / Keep It Pimpn Songtext
I got 100,000 dollars on my wrist
I got 10,000 dollars on my feet
A couple million in the bank I'm the shit
I got hoes taking turns on my dick
Oh shit
She thinking I'm loving on her I'm loving on her throat
I can't trip off no bitch I did that shit back on my Ghost
Make sure she know her place if she don't she got to go
She got to keep it on the low going door for I have to poor
I'm too rich no I can't stress about a bitch
Don't miss my ex go tell that bitch to suck my dick
I can't even lie she just was dipping off the week
She on the blogs I got to keep her out my mix
I'm fucking and you fucking too
I say so
A hoe gon' be a hoe just not my hoe
I'm fucking and you fucking too
I say so
A hoe gon' be a hoe just not my hoe
Can't put my feeling in this bitch I just smash her
Take her home and I hit her with diamond
She with my dawg fuck around and I'm a fast her
Can't trust a hoe I don't put shit past her
Who you calling a "hoe" you know you miss me, dumb ass
B boy drippin that sauce
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you kill a witness for you (oh oh)
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you get them digits from you
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you kill a witness for you (oh oh)
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you get them digits from you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
Got to keep your friends up out my business
I think I love you but I still keep it pimping
I keep my poll when I roll like I'm fishing
I got some bros and they still in the trenches
How your Gucci coming
Bounce like Easter money
I gon' keep you running
Fuck that Netflix
I say baby
Come get your bed wet
Killer pussy
I say white choke
I'm a street nigga
Not the sidewalk
Whoa
I say whoa
Slow your roll trying cuff me like them white folks
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you kill a witness for you (oh oh)
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you get them digits from you
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you kill a witness for you (oh oh)
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you get them digits from you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
"Fredo, can you take me shopping? I wanna go to my favorite stores. You know: Givenchy, Balenciaga, Armani, Dior..."
I got 10,000 dollars on my feet
A couple million in the bank I'm the shit
I got hoes taking turns on my dick
Oh shit
She thinking I'm loving on her I'm loving on her throat
I can't trip off no bitch I did that shit back on my Ghost
Make sure she know her place if she don't she got to go
She got to keep it on the low going door for I have to poor
I'm too rich no I can't stress about a bitch
Don't miss my ex go tell that bitch to suck my dick
I can't even lie she just was dipping off the week
She on the blogs I got to keep her out my mix
I'm fucking and you fucking too
I say so
A hoe gon' be a hoe just not my hoe
I'm fucking and you fucking too
I say so
A hoe gon' be a hoe just not my hoe
Can't put my feeling in this bitch I just smash her
Take her home and I hit her with diamond
She with my dawg fuck around and I'm a fast her
Can't trust a hoe I don't put shit past her
Who you calling a "hoe" you know you miss me, dumb ass
B boy drippin that sauce
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you kill a witness for you (oh oh)
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you get them digits from you
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you kill a witness for you (oh oh)
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you get them digits from you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
Got to keep your friends up out my business
I think I love you but I still keep it pimping
I keep my poll when I roll like I'm fishing
I got some bros and they still in the trenches
How your Gucci coming
Bounce like Easter money
I gon' keep you running
Fuck that Netflix
I say baby
Come get your bed wet
Killer pussy
I say white choke
I'm a street nigga
Not the sidewalk
Whoa
I say whoa
Slow your roll trying cuff me like them white folks
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you kill a witness for you (oh oh)
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you get them digits from you
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you kill a witness for you (oh oh)
I got feelings for you 'bout my business for you get them digits from you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
I got feelings for you
"Fredo, can you take me shopping? I wanna go to my favorite stores. You know: Givenchy, Balenciaga, Armani, Dior..."
