Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Got damn, got damn, got damn
I hate these hoes
But I love them bitches
Sometimes they do not listen
Sometimes they the one's who trippin'
Got southern black bitches
Dey f*ck me with some rhythm
Got me some white women
Trynna give me light skin children
Got damn, got damn
I hate these hoes
But I love them bitches
Sometimes they do not listen
Sometimes they the one's who trippin'
Got southern black bitches
They f*ck me with some rhythm
Got me some white women
Trynna give me light skin children
A first impression hard to shake like oppression
I'm questioning if I should f*ck Alex or maybe Alexis
Young nigga reckless
Now listen close
And don't you forget this
This be that slippery slope shit
Because the flow be da wettest
Young nigga gettin' it
Now hoes like, "ooh he can get it"
Niggas feel my presence
Look within and now
They second guessing
Hoes in my mentions lookin' for attention
Some rarely get it
Credit card pay for stu' time
Guess that's financial leverage
Eat, eat the beat up wit no bev
Somebody pass me uh beverage
On dat next level shit like Egyptians buildin' da pyramids
Viewer discretion
Try to box me in but
I'm out da box like jack
I be jackin' around, they be jackin' my style
What the f*ck is up with that
WTF
Anotha day another dolla'
Cut a bitch off from da money
Guarantee she gon holler
A grimy bitch
Probably f*ck on yuh partna
Dat's on mamas
But gotta keep it smoother
Than an old school impala
Holla
Got damn, got damn, got damn
I hate these hoes
But I love them bitches
Sometimes they do not listen
Sometimes they the one's who trippin'
Got southern black bitches
Dey f*ck me with some rhythm
Got me some white women
Trynna give me light skin children
Got damn, got damn
I hate these hoes
But I love them bitches
Sometimes they do not listen
Sometimes they the one's who trippin'
Got southern black bitches
They f*ck me with some rhythm
Got me some white women
Trynna give me light skin children
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
It's Pony!
Yea, yea, yea
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English
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Got damn, got damn, got damn
I hate these hoes
But I love them bitches
Sometimes they do not listen
Sometimes they the one's who trippin'
Got southern black bitches
Dey f*ck me with some rhythm
Got me some white women
Trynna give me light skin children
Got damn, got damn
I hate these hoes
But I love them bitches
Sometimes they do not listen
Sometimes they the one's who trippin'
Got southern black bitches
They f*ck me with some rhythm
Got me some white women
Trynna give me light skin children
A first impression hard to shake like oppression
I'm questioning if I should f*ck Alex or maybe Alexis
Young nigga reckless
Now listen close
And don't you forget this
This be that slippery slope shit
Because the flow be da wettest
Young nigga gettin' it
Now hoes like, "ooh he can get it"
Niggas feel my presence
Look within and now
They second guessing
Hoes in my mentions lookin' for attention
Some rarely get it
Credit card pay for stu' time
Guess that's financial leverage
Eat, eat the beat up wit no bev
Somebody pass me uh beverage
On dat next level shit like Egyptians buildin' da pyramids
Viewer discretion
Try to box me in but
I'm out da box like jack
I be jackin' around, they be jackin' my style
What the f*ck is up with that
WTF
Anotha day another dolla'
Cut a bitch off from da money
Guarantee she gon holler
A grimy bitch
Probably f*ck on yuh partna
Dat's on mamas
But gotta keep it smoother
Than an old school impala
Holla
Got damn, got damn, got damn
I hate these hoes
But I love them bitches
Sometimes they do not listen
Sometimes they the one's who trippin'
Got southern black bitches
Dey f*ck me with some rhythm
Got me some white women
Trynna give me light skin children
Got damn, got damn
I hate these hoes
But I love them bitches
Sometimes they do not listen
Sometimes they the one's who trippin'
Got southern black bitches
They f*ck me with some rhythm
Got me some white women
Trynna give me light skin children
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
It's Pony!
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
Got damn, got damn, got damn
I hate these hoes
But I love them bitches
Sometimes they do not listen
Sometimes they the one's who trippin'
Got southern black bitches
Dey f*ck me with some rhythm
Got me some white women
Trynna give me light skin children
Got damn, got damn
I hate these hoes
But I love them bitches
Sometimes they do not listen
Sometimes they the one's who trippin'
Got southern black bitches
They f*ck me with some rhythm
Got me some white women
Trynna give me light skin children
A first impression hard to shake like oppression
I'm questioning if I should f*ck Alex or maybe Alexis
Young nigga reckless
Now listen close
And don't you forget this
This be that slippery slope shit
Because the flow be da wettest
Young nigga gettin' it
Now hoes like, "ooh he can get it"
Niggas feel my presence
Look within and now
They second guessing
Hoes in my mentions lookin' for attention
Some rarely get it
Credit card pay for stu' time
Guess that's financial leverage
Eat, eat the beat up wit no bev
Somebody pass me uh beverage
On dat next level shit like Egyptians buildin' da pyramids
Viewer discretion
Try to box me in but
I'm out da box like jack
I be jackin' around, they be jackin' my style
What the f*ck is up with that
WTF
Anotha day another dolla'
Cut a bitch off from da money
Guarantee she gon holler
A grimy bitch
Probably f*ck on yuh partna
Dat's on mamas
But gotta keep it smoother
Than an old school impala
Holla
Got damn, got damn, got damn
I hate these hoes
But I love them bitches
Sometimes they do not listen
Sometimes they the one's who trippin'
Got southern black bitches
Dey f*ck me with some rhythm
Got me some white women
Trynna give me light skin children
Got damn, got damn
I hate these hoes
But I love them bitches
Sometimes they do not listen
Sometimes they the one's who trippin'
Got southern black bitches
They f*ck me with some rhythm
Got me some white women
Trynna give me light skin children
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
It's Pony!
Yea, yea, yea
Writer: Pony G
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid