I got hoes like Santa got elves
If pimpin was a job I'd be rich as hell
Nigga you talk too much, you must be broke as hell
Would've thought my name was sky cause I be fly as hell
That my hoe
We been f*cking on the low
And i know she got a man
But he ain't gotta know
It's Christmas eve
Got my nut all in her weave
You feel that breeze
That's the wind as my hoe leave
That my hoe
We been f*cking on the low
And i know she got a man
But he ain't gotta know
It's Christmas eve
Got my nut all in her weave
You feel that breeze
That's the wind as my hoe leave
I got hoes like Santa got elves
If pimpin was a job I'd be rich as hell
Nigga you talk too much, you must be broke as hell
Would've thought my name was sky cause I be fly as hell
Bitch betta suck this dick like I'm fresh out of jail
2020 would be my year but this shit stop here
Ion even rap no mo, you pussy ass niggas need to stop too
Santa keep yelling out ho's we the same cause I got hoes too
That my hoe
We been f*cking on the low
And i know she got a man
But he ain't gotta know
It's Christmas eve
Got my nut all in her weave
You feel that breeze
That's the wind as my hoe leave
That my hoe
We been f*cking on the low
And i know she got a man
But he ain't gotta know
It's Christmas eve
Got my nut all in her weave
You feel that breeze
That's the wind as my hoe leave
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I got hoes like Santa got elves
If pimpin was a job I'd be rich as hell
Nigga you talk too much, you must be broke as hell
Would've thought my name was sky cause I be fly as hell
That my hoe
We been f*cking on the low
And i know she got a man
But he ain't gotta know
It's Christmas eve
Got my nut all in her weave
You feel that breeze
That's the wind as my hoe leave
That my hoe
We been f*cking on the low
And i know she got a man
But he ain't gotta know
It's Christmas eve
Got my nut all in her weave
You feel that breeze
That's the wind as my hoe leave
I got hoes like Santa got elves
If pimpin was a job I'd be rich as hell
Nigga you talk too much, you must be broke as hell
Would've thought my name was sky cause I be fly as hell
Bitch betta suck this dick like I'm fresh out of jail
2020 would be my year but this shit stop here
Ion even rap no mo, you pussy ass niggas need to stop too
Santa keep yelling out ho's we the same cause I got hoes too
That my hoe
We been f*cking on the low
And i know she got a man
But he ain't gotta know
It's Christmas eve
Got my nut all in her weave
You feel that breeze
That's the wind as my hoe leave
That my hoe
We been f*cking on the low
And i know she got a man
But he ain't gotta know
It's Christmas eve
Got my nut all in her weave
You feel that breeze
That's the wind as my hoe leave
If pimpin was a job I'd be rich as hell
Nigga you talk too much, you must be broke as hell
Would've thought my name was sky cause I be fly as hell
That my hoe
We been f*cking on the low
And i know she got a man
But he ain't gotta know
It's Christmas eve
Got my nut all in her weave
You feel that breeze
That's the wind as my hoe leave
That my hoe
We been f*cking on the low
And i know she got a man
But he ain't gotta know
It's Christmas eve
Got my nut all in her weave
You feel that breeze
That's the wind as my hoe leave
I got hoes like Santa got elves
If pimpin was a job I'd be rich as hell
Nigga you talk too much, you must be broke as hell
Would've thought my name was sky cause I be fly as hell
Bitch betta suck this dick like I'm fresh out of jail
2020 would be my year but this shit stop here
Ion even rap no mo, you pussy ass niggas need to stop too
Santa keep yelling out ho's we the same cause I got hoes too
That my hoe
We been f*cking on the low
And i know she got a man
But he ain't gotta know
It's Christmas eve
Got my nut all in her weave
You feel that breeze
That's the wind as my hoe leave
That my hoe
We been f*cking on the low
And i know she got a man
But he ain't gotta know
It's Christmas eve
Got my nut all in her weave
You feel that breeze
That's the wind as my hoe leave
Writer: Demontre Boswell
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