Designa Hoes Lyrics

Y-yeah a nigga gotta go No, I can't trust a hoe

Every night smokin' dope So much money on the floor

Thot bitch drop the lo' I just can't let her go

My brother stick to the code Yeah, my brother stick to the code

VVS diamonds my neck Look like snow

She finna' front for the gram But really, she know

I-i hit that lil' bitch phone She said she comin' home

No, I can't leave her alone She don't wanna leave me alone

I just wanna lay back and smoke She wanna take it up her nose

Yeah, that bitch done relapsed S-she in love with that coke

I gotta keep keisha' my cup this shit got me movin' slow

I put a cross on my neck Bitch, I'm feelin' like the Pope

Smoke gas every day That's just how I cope

Yeah, I lost a few bros Used to stay down the road

Everybody want me to fold Look at that bitch, I bet she gon' fold

Bad bitch, she a ho designer bags, designer hoes

Y-yeah a nigga gotta go No, I can't trust a hoe

Every night smokin' dope So much money on the floor

Thot bitch drop the lo' I just can't let her go

My brother stick to the code Yeah, my brother stick to the code