Hoes Come Easy lyrics

by

Mustard


[Intro]
Uh
(Mustard on the beat, ho!)

[Verse 1]
Send the ki up in the sky, I gotta let a bird fly
Stay with your man, you ain't gotta choose sides
Never tell my left hand what I'm doing with the right
Beach full of sand, why I gotta bring mine?
Left my girl at the crib, brought my pistol instead
Rumors getting spread, say I'm p*ssing with the Feds
But I don't run around with the sh*t that I hear
Rolling with the crown and I'm taken over here

[Pre-Chorus 1]
You be tricking on them thots
I should pick em out the flocks
Put your rent up on this Glock
With that rental like a yacht, oh
Olay fukusuah
She gonna pop it for a knot
Since you're dying for attention
Suicide
Man, I got a lot of b*tches (Lot of b*tches)
On God
I swear I'm getting tired of b*tches (Tired of b*tches)
So I
[Chorus]
Send the ki up in the sky
I gotta let a bird fly
I'd rather spend money, baby, I don't spend time
Every entree got something on the side
You can slide or you can stay
It's whatever you decide, on God
I give no f*ck
Hoes come easy
(Yeah)

[Verse 2]
I let a bird fly 'fore I let her stay the night
She on standby for a red eye flight
I don't really care, they come a dozen by the dime
Say it ain't about money, everybody got a price
I'm just getting this bread, counting this bread
f*cking spending this bread 'cause we getting more bread
You ain't gotta stick around, baby, there go the door
But don't try to come around when you need more dough

[Pre-Chorus 2]
n*ggas tricking on them thots
We should pick 'em out the flocks
Put your rent up on this Glock
With that rental like a yacht, oh
Olay fukusuah
She gon' pop it for a knot
Since you're dying for attention
Suicide
Man, I get a lot of b*tches (Lot of b*tches), huh
So much I gotta retire b*tches (-tire b*tches)
So I
[Chorus]
Send the ki up in the sky
I gotta let a bird fly
I'd rather spend money, baby, I don't spend time
Every entree got something on the side
You can slide or you can stay
It's whatever you decide, on God
I give no f*ck
Hoes come easy
(Yeah)

[Bridge]
Caught my real one, one han dan
Miss one okay, catch another one
I am real one, one han dan
Caught my real one, one han dan
Miss one okay, catch another one
I am a real one, one han dan
So I

[Chorus]
Send the ki up in the sky
I gotta let a bird fly
I'd rather spend money, baby, I don't spend time
Every entree got something on the side
You can slide or you can stay
It's whatever you decide, on God
I give no f*ck
Hoes come easy
(Yeah)
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