Powda 4 The Hoes

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Check this out heffa I'm a ghetto star
 69 Cutty is my favorite car
 Chew gets rolled then here come the hoes
 In the G-string panties and the sexy clothes
 Snow white powda jets across the dash
 It's all about dope man plenty of cash
 Every fucking day man an ounce to smoke
 Game from the brain keep the bitches broke
 Money dope and pussy hits the corner don't stop
 No time for the playa haters hoes come jock and I'm over
 Spittin like I'm clean and sober
 Indo got me feeling good hoes want cola
 It's like that man it's just like this
 These heffas can't have me so these hoes be pissed
 All day everyday hittin them corners
 All day everyday chewy aroma
 When you gets out all night fucking with a fat rat
 You rubber band g's coming brickhouse stacks
 Check this out partna can you smell the skunk
 Or the fine red scent from the honey blunt
 Do the things I do to make the hoes wonder
 But I'm dock in the cuts and I'm over on the under
 Chorus:
 Chewy for my niggas powda for the hoes
 When they panties come down bitch anything goes
 (x3)
 Mo powda Mo powda
 Mo dank Mo dank
 Mo hoes Mo hoes
 Mo bank Mo bank
 Chewy boy do me I still got tricks(?)
 From Frisco to Flordia hoes ain't shit
 I eat potatos over stuffing
 Cuties. heffas. nothing.
 Call down on the phone if you think I'm bluffin
 I like money and pussy
 You like pussy and money
 Is it different motha fucker ain't a damn thing funny
 And 30 dollar sacs make sexy hoes moist
 Mary Jane and Pam is a cherries main choice
 Cause these heffas they like smoking budda by the bay
 Well stop talking bitch and fire up that J.
 You's a hoe.
 Cocaine came from the mo.
 Mother fuckas try to get as high as they can go
 Honey blunt stop.
 New drop top.
 Seatbelts. look straight here come the cops
 They gone. mother fuck the chewys back on
 I slept with cutty chrome I see hoes on the phone
 Carmel and Butterscotch. they both got ass
 And I'm thinking to myself should I waste that gas
 So I lit another fow one. turned up the volume
 Check the profile and the rear's quite handsome
 Baby whats your name?
 "Was that her or me?"
 It really don't matter cause I'm thinking about a 3.
 Some for the party.
 Some for the rows.
 Chewy for my niggas and powda for the hoes.
 Chorus (x5)
 I'm over on the under at E and J.
 Eating hashbrowns and grits served just my way
 Cause the munchies in the stomach from the indo clouds
 And these heffers get wet when the 15's pound
 Like "Oh Rap Daddy. Sugar brown patty"
 Get with me and you will that I can make you happy but HOE
 I got Mary Jane and Pam
 Where the fuck you from do you know who I am?
 A nigga that will melt in your mother fucking mouth
 Without saying one word hoe check my clout
 An ounce of that doja.
 Eighth to the face.
 Back up hoes cause a nigga needs space
 I'm a con. and that got to be right
 with a mind like Don King to make punk hoes fight
 It seems like you ready for the grind and bump
 And this chewy got me fine and I'm thinking about fucking
 Going to sleep and waking up and eat
 And then I'm back in the cut with this zap code beat. (?)
 The phat rat cat rat nigga why you do that
 I'm over on the under but you sexy hoes knew that
 Chorus (x4)
 

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Duration
04:11
Key
1
Tempo
108 BPM

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