(Hoes Mad)Hoes mad, hoes mad, I pull up in that old JagHoe fast, I got these bitches staring, comparingIf that's your girl, not sharing, that's past tenseI be flexing, I say "baby why you hating and you wanna drink my liquor?"But I ain't even tripping, Irv, please pass me a swisherSmoking dope till I get hiccups, I think I need a pick upSo wanna pick me up, 'cause these pills got me real high upBut these hoes mad, hoes mad, I think I fucked her best friendHer cousin, I got these bitches staringThey fighting, they texting me some weird shitOh man, hoes mad(Hoes Mad)Oh man, oh man, I'm busting hard let me call FlashPull up fast, two bitches tried to set me up, almost blastFifteen up in that pocket rocket, bitch think fastI can't go, yes I gotta keep it on meBitch I'm going out like TonyI heard these bitches sneaky, tried to get me by my lonelyI'm a duh bitch, not a dummyI'm all about some money, and where the fuck the liquor?Drinking Henny till I'm scummyWhole time, whole time, I'm flexing hard like Busta RhymesYou worth a dime, I'm all about my Peso, yayoNeed all mine, yo bitch she on my other linePress decline, hoes mad(Hoes Mad)
