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Not your main ho On some dam clothes I'ma move slow (I just told Richie we rich) Fuck your ho, not your main ho Run a thousand dollars on some damn clothes Sip this wock, I'ma move slow I'ma drive this foreign, I ain't moving slow Fell asleep off the Percocet I'ma fuck your hoe, I won't break a sweat Make so much damn money and, I swear, I ain't lying I'ma fly your bitch right out to the damn Hyatt I'ma fuck your ho then I kick her out I'm like fuck these niggas, what they talkin' bout? If we on your block then you know we hoppin' out Pistols coming out, we gon' air it out We was kicking shit in Atlanta on the south Nigga, stop hating Know these niggas waiting I won't fall, nigga, keep waiting Put some diamonds on my neck, now the ho ice skating Feel like Meek Mill, ho, I'm a dream chaser I be sippin' yellow and purple like a damn Laker Gave your ho a tip like that bitch was a waiter Letras de cancionesI can't waste my time on a mofuckin' hater Fuck your ho, not your main ho Run a thousand dollars on some damn clothes Sip this wock, I'ma move slow I'ma drive this foreign, I ain't moving slow Fell asleep off the Percocet I'ma fuck your hoe, I won't break a sweat Make so much damn money and, I swear, I ain't lying I'ma fly your bitch right out to the damn Hyatt From Letras Mania