Same Hoes (Sam Californie) lyrics

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Too $hort


[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
In the club with your main thang
Every week it's the same game
Call that b*tch a crew hop
Got me feelin' like 2Pac
I see the same hoes, woah, oh
I see the same hoes, yeah, yeah
I see the same hoes, woah, oh
I see the same hoes, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: The Game]
Never fall in love with a b*tch
Never fall in love with a b*tch
Never fall in love with a b*tch
Let her fall in love with the di*k
I came through, 50 Bentley's
Got my witness, got her digits, while I'm whippin
Lames on the side, n*gga name on the thigh
Be the same whack b*tch with them flowers on the side
I told her bye b*tch, bye b*tch
You can never f*ck with my b*tch
She rock Tom Ford
And I see you in them busted ass Concord's
Tryna smoke my weed like a motherf*ckin' lawnmower
Everywhere I go, every video I see
One minute she with Drake, next minute she with Meek
Heard she f*cked with Kendrick and my n*gga YG
Heard she had two abortions last week
She a ratchet, get it cracking every time she on her feet
That b*tch mouth a magnet to the motherf*ckin' D
Word the D y'all
Word to the motherf*ckin' D
Especially when (Mustard on the beat, ho)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
In the club with your main thang
Every week it's the same game
Call that b*tch a crew hop
Got me feelin' like 2Pac
I see the same hoes, woah, oh
I see the same hoes, yeah, yeah
I see the same hoes, woah, oh
I see the same hoes, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]
Yeah, I would never f*ck you 'cause you broke
And you can never f*ck 'cause you a ho
I see you poking out that ass, I'm like so
We runnin' laps in these streets, b*tch I know
We out here buyin' Benz's, out here buyin' Rollies
That pus*y getting beat the f*ck up like Sodi
My n*gga Chuck told me, my n*gga Ty told me
Had yo ass on Adams f*ckin' all of his homies
Took her down to 'Shaw then got ran my brodies
It's a cold ass game so I play it like Sony
n*gga I solely swear to never love a b*tch, f*ck a b*tch
I be on some real Nipsey Hussle sh*t, f*ck is this?
2014 sucka sh*t
Hoes out here suckin' di*k, got 'eem sprung and struck it rich (Whoa)
And after that, she f*ckin' split
Pulled up on some f*ckin' crips, some real B dogs and sh*t
And all we do is dog a b*tch
I chase loot, not my balls and di*k
She eatin' good with you n*gga, she'll starve with Nip, aye!
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign + Nipsey Hussle]
In the club with your main thang (Crazy thing is)
Every week it's the same game (I pull up on my n*gga Ty video)
Call that b*tch a crew hop
Got me feelin' like 2Pac (I see the same b*tch)
I see the same hoes, woah, oh (I was at my n*gga, Joe Moses video, yeah)
I see the same hoes, yeah, yeah (And I pull up on my n*gga Chuck)
I see the same hoes, woah, oh (I see the same b*tch that was in my n*gga Dom video...nahh, sh*t is crazy my n*gga)
I see the same hoes, yeah, yeah (Do your thing though lil' ma, I can't knock you)

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign + Nipsey Hussle]
Yeah, Hussle
Dolla $ign
And all we see is these same hoes
Uh, na na na na na
Yeah, yeah
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