Lyrics Cliché - Friday

So many hoes man
So many
So many
So many hoes
So many hoes
Got so many hoes

Man I hate touching this topic
But obviously niggas love hearing this shit
Women in London flying to Long Beach
Compton, rats be like bunnies in Tustin
Bust in these rubbers
Privates ain′t touching
Not trusting these women they prolly got something
Know that it's nothin to pull all these females
But niggas be thinking I′m king to the public
Man I got all the hoes in Los Angeles
Got a few in IE too
Daygo most of the girls got flopped
But they flock to the kid and the crew
Deja vu how they come back
Siamese twins how they act like
The right act the same as the left
You know all these girls be the same as each other
But brother my main is the best
West kept secret
You should see her ass in the best Vic' Secrets
I see you peeking
But my dick gone peak if I'm in her queefin′
Wear a condom just in case cum creeping
I ain′t got no kids for that reason
Concierge at Four Seasons
Hooked me up with penthouse suites
She penthouse bad and I'm beatin′

Where the hoes with the play
I know
I know
I know
You ain't gotta say a thang ′cause
I know
I know
I know
You've been loving on these lames
I ain′t on the same shit
I've been on my thang
You've been with the same chicks
Same clothes
Same whip
You′ve been on the same tip
Same hoes
Same bitch
You′ve been on the same shit

Man I hate touching this topic, but obviously
I ain't make my point with the first shot
Shooter like Kobe
So I′m bussing every time
Ruthless with the jump shot
Grinding like Shake Junt
Rodney Mullens with these old tricks
Harlem Globetrotters with the trick shot
I've been known to open eyes like Folgers
I′ve known like nigga I've been on
She a big girl
Cool, that′s somethin to feel on
When I'm riding
Babbies, man I peel off
Cause my L's dirty
Nigga it′s been gone
Where the girls that got love for the boy
If you act right I might give you notary
Met one girl to ever say no to me
Weeks later I′m in her ovaries
I seem to have full control over you
Green for the skunk
Sellin Pepe Le Pew
Bumpin old Devin the Dude
There's no comparison
She know I′m better than you
Who better than me
Leisure
If I hit that girl here come seizures
Concierge at Four Seasons
Hooked me up with penthouse suites
She penthouse bad and I'm beating

Where the hoes with the play
I know
I know
I know
You ain′t gotta say a thang 'cause
I know
I know
I know
You′ve been loving on these lames
I ain't on the same shit
I've been on my thang
You′ve been with the same chicks
Same clothes
Same whip
You′ve been on the same tip
Same hoes
Same bitch
You've been on the same shit

Got so many hoes
Swear I got so many hoes
Got so many hoes
Got so many hoes
Swear I got so many hoes
Got so many hoes
Got so many hoes
Swear I got so many hoes
Got so many hoes
Got so many hoes
Swear I got so many hoes
Got so many hoes