Weak Hoes lyrics

[Chorus]
Why these n*ggas fall in love with weak hoes?
Why these n*ggas fall in love with weak hoes?
Money talk, numbers speak, ho
I got a bag, I ain't worried 'bout a cheap ho
Not a needy ho, not a needy ho
I got a loyal b*tch, she don't need me though
She don't need me though, she don't need me though
She don't need me though, she don't need me though

[Verse]
Twenty-four hours, I got lean on my bladder
I'm like, "Bae, pass the blicky, it got a beam, I might splat 'em"
I smell pus*y, I can't dap 'em
Wipe his nose, grab a napkin
She met the stackin' n*ggas that day, got that mm, so I cap 'em
And I got the Draco on mе too, keep on playing, I'll make it clap
Lotta n*ggas be cuffing up thesе broke hoes, can't even buy 'em a snack
This b*tch can't even give you a rack
Your broke ass can't even give 'em back
Broke hoes out here making a proud penny, call 'em Kyla Pratt
I could upgrade you, but I wanna upgrade Beyoncé
If I can f*ck on your b*tch, then I'm wanting your b*tch, that's all that I'm saying
Pull up to the party, "Where the Percs at?"
Broke b*tches and n*ggas belong together
My ho will pimp your ho for cheddar
You gotta do better if you know better
[Chorus]
Why these n*ggas fall in love with weak hoes?
Why these n*ggas fall in love with weak hoes?
Money talk, numbers speak, ho
I got a bag, I ain't worried 'bout a cheap ho
Not a needy ho, not a needy ho
I got a loyal b*tch, she don't need me though
She don't need me though, she don't need me though
She don't need me though, she don't need me though

[Outro]
Blatt 'em
Blick
b*tches ain't sh*t