Rich The Kid - My Hoes Got Money lyrics

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Rich The Kid - My Hoes Got Money lyrics

[Hook][x2] Got a red bad b**h from Jamaica, she ball like Lakers Her money real long like acres, she go and buy makeup All my hoes got money, all my hoes got money She in the mall, she balling, b**h buy something for me! [Verse 1] She buy me Giussepes She f** me, she s** me, she tell me she love me She never had Scotty off with her, on Miley She bring all her friends and they f** everybody My b**hes they popping that Bentley, they whipping that Whitney Young n***a I'm living like Diddy Red bad b**h with a red bottom booty Pull up in a Maserati bet you still riding in a Humvee All my hoes got money, they bought me a Rolex Wrist is Katrina, call FEMA They walking around with the rat, [?] arena She used to ball like the Pacers Tell her how we like to ball like Lakers Money long, got acres f**ing all night, we gon need new neighbors [Hook][x2] [Verse 2] Got a rich b**h, all about her business, I put it in her kidneys She pull up in Fiskers, she ball in the mall Got M&Ms but she working [?] Back then them b**hes wasn't flexing but now they stay texting This ice on my necklace You kissing, you cuffing, you telling, you loving, she s** me for breakfast She buy me the Cali, I been to the valley She's buying me Masion Margiellas They knowing my name in the bank She pull up in ‘Raris, she just bought new paint I'm pouring the lean by the pint, she sipping the drank All of my n***as gon strike, you make her your wife [Hook][x2]

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