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Hoes and Oz How you ain't know Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Hoes and Oz Bitch how don't you know It's in the air this L-O-U-D I don't like sober I'm off the lean I'm falling over I fucked his bitch, she like to smoke You dumb bitch, you gotta go He spilled his act 'pon my shoes These ain't no jordans, bitch these balenciaga Oh no Oh no Oh no Oh no No more hoes and oz No more hoes and oz No more hoes and oz No more hoes and oz Oh no Oh no Oh no Oh no No more hoes and oz No more hoes and oz No more hoes and oz No more hoes and oz Smoking out this pound nigga I don't smoke skinnies Ride pass me, niggas mad cause my truck cost a Lamboghini I got all this money on me all them hoes get to see me Getting top by a woman named Lady Gaga but she got an ass like Nicki At the party won't you come see me She like do I gotta bring my weed with me I'm like hell nah bitch you know I be chiefing keef She like haha you mean to me Bitch I'm Chief Sosa Houdini Smoking on this green D This bitch thought she was independent Tryna bring her own weed but it smell like Oh no Oh no Oh no Oh no No more hoes and oz No more hoes and oz No more hoes and oz No more hoes and oz Oh no Oh no Oh no Oh no No more hoes and oz No more hoes and oz No more hoes and oz No more hoes and oz
Writer(s): Keith Cozart, Dee Money Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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