Gangsta cyph with my guys
Need a light I'm fried
Can't move while she move it
Niggas pull up all stupid
I don't really wanna use it
I just wanna chill
Pop a pill
Grab on somethin real
Tell her something real
What's the deal?
If I die now will the love my ass
If I get rich is my time gon last
If I pull up can you call the cab
Yeah
I'm on my ass and I blame the gas
She say you sippin that way too fast
I'm on a Percocet grabbing ass
Yeah
She got that thing that a nigga love
It's been a minute ain't been in love
Just let me know if you with the drugs
Rolling a Dutch, 2.5
If I hit I ain't trynna drive
Can I vibe, ain't trynna lie
Yeah
Only get neck if my mans hit you
Only get checks if it's not with you
You will get checked I don't have a issue
Shorty been playin she need to go
Her nigga mad and he need to go
Sipping on drank, I'll take it slow
Bitch you annoying, get off my phone
Woke up like nigga I need to smoke
Damn, won't be sober for another week
Getting colder every other week
White girls in my white Jeep
Got niggas thinking I got keys
Blue jolly & purp drinks got niggas acting like Spike Lee
Make a movie or be the movie, go stay inside or hit the streets
Love you and hate you, we all f*ck up...
Drinks that we pour got us all f*cked up...
You wavey but f*ck it I guess you hate me
Lately been lonely these hoes be crazy
Love you and hate you, we all f*ck up...
Drinks that we pour got us all f*cked up...
You wavey but f*ck it I guess you hate me
Lately been lonely these hoes be crazy
Nigga you don't even got cheese
Still hit that bodega for Honey Buns and Chop Cheese
I don't even gotta go cop cause everybody 'round got weed
I ain't even gon' pass this cause lil mami always drop weed
I ain't even had to gang bang to get love like Dipset
She ain't even get gang banged she still love my whole set
I remember I sweat hoes now I gotta make hoes sweat
New York, where they buy Tecs, and indict your Projects
New York, where they sell bricks in brick buildings through staircases
Cops mob in they big whip, trynna give niggas unfair cases
Who am I, Ya dealer? Can't take a hit you ain't throw me 5
Same niggas want light ups the same niggas that owe me 5
Rob Ace - Hoes Be Crazy Lyrics
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Gangsta cyph with my guys
Need a light I'm fried
Can't move while she move it
Niggas pull up all stupid
I don't really wanna use it
I just wanna chill
Pop a pill
Grab on somethin real
Tell her something real
What's the deal?
If I die now will the love my ass
If I get rich is my time gon last
If I pull up can you call the cab
Yeah
I'm on my ass and I blame the gas
She say you sippin that way too fast
I'm on a Percocet grabbing ass
Yeah
She got that thing that a nigga love
It's been a minute ain't been in love
Just let me know if you with the drugs
Rolling a Dutch, 2.5
If I hit I ain't trynna drive
Can I vibe, ain't trynna lie
Yeah
Only get neck if my mans hit you
Only get checks if it's not with you
You will get checked I don't have a issue
Shorty been playin she need to go
Her nigga mad and he need to go
Sipping on drank, I'll take it slow
Bitch you annoying, get off my phone
Woke up like nigga I need to smoke
Damn, won't be sober for another week
Getting colder every other week
White girls in my white Jeep
Got niggas thinking I got keys
Blue jolly & purp drinks got niggas acting like Spike Lee
Make a movie or be the movie, go stay inside or hit the streets
Love you and hate you, we all f*ck up...
Drinks that we pour got us all f*cked up...
You wavey but f*ck it I guess you hate me
Lately been lonely these hoes be crazy
Love you and hate you, we all f*ck up...
Drinks that we pour got us all f*cked up...
You wavey but f*ck it I guess you hate me
Lately been lonely these hoes be crazy
Nigga you don't even got cheese
Still hit that bodega for Honey Buns and Chop Cheese
I don't even gotta go cop cause everybody 'round got weed
I ain't even gon' pass this cause lil mami always drop weed
I ain't even had to gang bang to get love like Dipset
She ain't even get gang banged she still love my whole set
I remember I sweat hoes now I gotta make hoes sweat
New York, where they buy Tecs, and indict your Projects
New York, where they sell bricks in brick buildings through staircases
Cops mob in they big whip, trynna give niggas unfair cases
Who am I, Ya dealer? Can't take a hit you ain't throw me 5
Same niggas want light ups the same niggas that owe me 5
Need a light I'm fried
Can't move while she move it
Niggas pull up all stupid
I don't really wanna use it
I just wanna chill
Pop a pill
Grab on somethin real
Tell her something real
What's the deal?
If I die now will the love my ass
If I get rich is my time gon last
If I pull up can you call the cab
Yeah
I'm on my ass and I blame the gas
She say you sippin that way too fast
I'm on a Percocet grabbing ass
Yeah
She got that thing that a nigga love
It's been a minute ain't been in love
Just let me know if you with the drugs
Rolling a Dutch, 2.5
If I hit I ain't trynna drive
Can I vibe, ain't trynna lie
Yeah
Only get neck if my mans hit you
Only get checks if it's not with you
You will get checked I don't have a issue
Shorty been playin she need to go
Her nigga mad and he need to go
Sipping on drank, I'll take it slow
Bitch you annoying, get off my phone
Woke up like nigga I need to smoke
Damn, won't be sober for another week
Getting colder every other week
White girls in my white Jeep
Got niggas thinking I got keys
Blue jolly & purp drinks got niggas acting like Spike Lee
Make a movie or be the movie, go stay inside or hit the streets
Love you and hate you, we all f*ck up...
Drinks that we pour got us all f*cked up...
You wavey but f*ck it I guess you hate me
Lately been lonely these hoes be crazy
Love you and hate you, we all f*ck up...
Drinks that we pour got us all f*cked up...
You wavey but f*ck it I guess you hate me
Lately been lonely these hoes be crazy
Nigga you don't even got cheese
Still hit that bodega for Honey Buns and Chop Cheese
I don't even gotta go cop cause everybody 'round got weed
I ain't even gon' pass this cause lil mami always drop weed
I ain't even had to gang bang to get love like Dipset
She ain't even get gang banged she still love my whole set
I remember I sweat hoes now I gotta make hoes sweat
New York, where they buy Tecs, and indict your Projects
New York, where they sell bricks in brick buildings through staircases
Cops mob in they big whip, trynna give niggas unfair cases
Who am I, Ya dealer? Can't take a hit you ain't throw me 5
Same niggas want light ups the same niggas that owe me 5
Writer: Robert Acevedo
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