[Chorus]

I got bad hoes, huh

I got one hoe, huh

She so bad though, fuck her in that front row

Where your gat hoe?

Take her to that gun store, huh

Where my bitch?

Where my bitch? Come roll my blunt hoe

Think I love her, I need her, my hoe got aquafina

Hurricane Katrina

I beat the cat now she a singer, hey

The way I move my fingers, and I be countin' racks

Told her throw it back

I can't get too attached

[Verse]

Call my bro a star, yeah

I like the way you lookin' black

No Prada's just the mask

I'm like damn that shit fat

I said "Damn this bitch bad"

Watchout 'fore I get mad

She likе "Rel what you want?"

Yeah I swear I missеd that

I might buy her new Celine

Said she like my style, and she like my diamond ring

She like how I dress, and how I rock designer jeans (Yeah)

Takeher on a date and had to buy her a lot of [?] (Yeah, yeah)

That ain't shit though

Don't get me pissed off

Take off your shirt, kiss her on her neck, I said I'm in her walls

I'm poppin' pills, I took a X, yeah I'm bout to fall

Them drugs fuckin' up my head, I need Tylenol (Shit)

[Chorus]

I got bad hoes, huh

I got one hoe, huh

She so bad though, fuck her in that front row

Where your gat hoe?

Take her to that gun store, huh

Think I love her, I need her, my hoe got aquafina

Hurricane Katrina

I beat the cat now she a singer, hey

The way I move my fingers, and I be countin' racks

Told her throw it back

I can't get too attached