hoehoehoe ft. colum Lyrics

You can't tell where the bros gon' go

You can't tell how the hoes gon' hoes gon hoe

I'm switching the style wherever I'm known

Weather be changin' bitch back on my phone

If you really ma manz, stop breakin' the code

I step in the freak, call me hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe, hoe

I'm hittin ma slick lil' dance, she callin' it whoa, whoa, whoa

I'm feelin' myself but I know how it goes

I'm feelin' myself but I know how it goes

If you fuckin' with us hit the whoa, whoa, whoa

Just hit the whoa, whoa, whoa

Pass me the spliffy like I'm finna roll

Me and my Mrs. hit the' whoa, whoa, whoa

She handin' out presents Christmas time like where is the snow

Shinin' and rhyming thats just how it go, that's just how it go

I love me a bunny like pass me the snow

7 eleven the deli and i'm mixing the sip with the tote

Wish for you back and you under the tree

And I'm callin ya line and it feel like a dream

I wake up to you and it's not what it seems

Wake up on Christmas, I'm countin' my

Wake up on, wake up on Christmas, I'm countin' my green

Shout out my bitch, Pandora ya ring

Halloween over, still trick' for a treat, Damn

Still trick' for a treat, Damn

Still trick' for a treat, Damn

Damn, Damn

Yeah, me, me, me, my racks and I hit up the stu

I'm with this bitch, yeah, I'm in the, I'm in the ooh

Do a lot of shit, a lot of shit you couldn't do

And I'm fessed up too

I got good fit on

I got vette, vette & owen

Got vette & owen too

Yeah, I got some prada, prada my shoes

Like damn, I'm so proud of you

Like slime, I'm so proud of you

Like damn, I'm so proud of you

Like slime, I'm so proud of you

I'm goin' out, yeah, I'm goin

I'm smokin' and smokin' dis pain' you, smokin' the low end

Yeah, I made me some racks out the back end

Made me some racks from the packs end

Made me some racks and I stack it

Keep talking shit, I had to pack it

I'm blonde, but I ain't net bitch

On the block, with my tech bitch

Catching wreck bitch, Diamond necklace

My bro so reckless, Like damn my bro so reckless

Leave you stretched bitch

Shinin' and rhyming thats just how it go, that's just how it go

I love me a bunny like pass me the snow

7 eleven the deli and i'm mixing the sip with the tote

Wish for you back and you under the tree

And I'm callin ya line and it feel like a dream

I wake up to you and it's not what it seems

Wake up on Christmas, I'm countin' my

Wake up on, wake up on Christmas, I'm countin' my green

Shout out my bitch, Pandora ya ring

Halloween over, still trick' for a treat, Damn

Still trick' for a treat, Damn

Still trick' for a treat, Damn

Damn, Damn