(Oh my god! Did you hear the new Gucci Mane album?
I love Gucci Mane! I love Kreayshawn!
Let's get it bumpin', bumpin' yeah)
This is for my hoes, hoes in the second hand clothes
Who use their dollar bill to put that powder in they nose 1
I love my hoes, hoes in the second hand clothes
Who use their dollar bill to put that powder in they nose
Rich whore, rich whore, spending at the thrift store
Line it up, line it up, sniff more, sniff more!
Rich whore, rich whore, spending at the thrift store
Line it up, line it up, sniff more, sniff more!
What up bitch? I heard you go to FIDM 2
What up, bitch? I see you dancin' with no rhythm.
What up, bitch? I know you like that gangsta rap.
But you'll probably piss your pants if you ever seen the trap
I fuckin' hated school,
But I loved my Trapper Keeper 3
That's where I kept my work,
Go ahead and ask my teacher
I got pretty features,
"Did you major in photography?"
Well, I did and fuck that noise,
I'm a self-taught prodigy
Honestly, I'm probably a bonafide problem child
I was born with hella steez,
You had to go buy your style
Ginger Spice, Ginger Spice
Hustle hard since Fisher Price
You offer up a couple lines 4
I just hit the Swisher twice 5
Sporty Spice, Sporty Spice
Hustle hard for forty nights
Forty days, 40k, forty hoes, forty wives
Forty fashion students who
Designing all my merchandise
And she hella shallow
Damn, she could be my perfect wife!
This is for my hoes, hoes in the second hand clothes
Who use their dollar bill to put that powder in they nose
I love my hoes, hoes in the second hand clothes
Who use their dollar bill to put that powder in they nose
Rich whore, rich whore, spending at the thrift store
Line it up, line it up, sniff more, sniff more!
Rich whore, rich whore, spending at the thrift store
Line it up, line it up, sniff more, sniff more!
What up bitch? I heard you go to FIDM
What up, bitch? I see you dancin' with no rhythm.
What up, bitch? I know you like that gangsta rap.
But you'll probably piss your pants if you ever seen the trap
Broke house, poor house
Crack house, trap house
Art loft, sky freight
Sky-high penthouse
We in the downtown suite
And the view is main
A rapper talked about it
So she had the system lame
Her boyfriend's in an Indie band
And got a moustache
The music's fuckin' lame
He lookin like a muskrat
Trust that, co-sign it
Take it to the bank
You can put a pig in makeup
But you can't disguise a skank
I'm sharper than a shank
And my marijuana stank
My life is like a work of art,
Your canvas lookin' blank
So add a little colour,
Put some paint on your pallette
Because I fill them galleries,
Them painter hoes is mad at me!
Line it up, line it up, line it up, sniff it!
Line it up, line it up, line it up, sniff it!
Chop it up, chop it up, chop it up, sniff it!
Chop it up, chop it up, chop it up, sniff it!
This is for my hoes, hoes in the second hand clothes
Who use their dollar bill to put that powder in they nose
I love my hoes, hoes in the second hand clothes
Who use their dollar bill to put that powder in they nose
Rich whore, rich whore, spending at the thrift store
Line it up, line it up, sniff more, sniff more!
Rich whore, rich whore, spending at the thrift store
Line it up, line it up, sniff more, sniff more!
1. cocaine 2. Fashion Institute of Design & Merchandising is a university in Los Angeles, California 3. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trapper_Keeper 4. of cocaine 5. Swisher Sweets are a type of flavoured cigar. Often, people till take the tobacco out and replace it with marijuana