Hella Hoes lyrics

by

Xhris2Eazy


[intro]
Paulie, I won $40 at Keno
Kill you with my bare hands professionally
If your really us what number are we thinking of
69 dudes

[Chorus Christ Dillinger]
I got hella hoes
Turn hoes into hella blows
Your money be hella low, see it threw a telescope
I've been traveling around the globe
I don’t know where else to go

[verse 1 Christ Dillinger]
You don't got no type of flow, that why you never doing shows
My b*tch look baddest in the nation
I told her that she is sensation
I be off those perc's and lean, like I was a cancer patient
We gon’ be up on these n*ggas on day told them, n*ggas be patience
I called the plug while we still smoking, we still got 6 in rotation

[verse 2 Christ Dillinger]
I called the plug, we down the block
A n*gga like me can't be welcomed
n*ggas say them beats they got, I need like two bands for the placement
We've just smoking mid I can tell its a midget, not a fragrance
Smoking on that gas pack, that sh*t got me lower than the basement
[Chorus christ dillinger]
I got hella hoes
Turn hoes into hella blows
Your money be hella low, see it threw a telescope
I've been traveling around the globe
I don't know where else to go
Smoking on that gas pack, got me higher than a mistletoe

[verse 3 Acid Souljah]
I've been smoking gas, I've be higher than a mistletoe
I just f*cked yo b*tch, I hope that she don't miss it hoe
All these b*tches at my crib, pass them right off to my bro
I ain’t tryna f*ck yo b*tch, I’m just tryna smoke on my dope
[?] and this b*tch is tryna top it
Me and Xhris, fell in love, we share the topics
I had the comma, I don't have no options
I’m grinding everyday, I don't plan on stopping

[bridge]
Tell my brother Leonardo your trash kid

[Xhris2eazy]
I know that sh*t broke boy, stop talking
You might see like 500k lok at my wallet
I've been balling, Michael Jordan
I was driving drunk, I thought I saw the Jays from [?]
I got flower on deck I'm a florist
[?]
She run that boy off with a map
They tried to battle they know they got clapped
Run it up, like I’m doing laps
Got 500 on me when I'm in the trap
[?] dummy boy, get lost
My tummy hurts, but I think it's the drugs
I'm strapped up [?]
f*cking with me, back in the days, so don't ask for no hug
Infinitely watching support, so when I see you on the shrug
Shawty with a head, pull down on my meat, that sh*t run like a bus
You online tryna Critique me, you can suck my left nut
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