Ace Hood

Ace Hood - 4 Da Hoes lyrics

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See I like all different types of flavors, you know, Puerto Rican, oh them Spanish bitches be good too

What we doing tonight?



I got a few rolled up and my cup half full

I am way too lit and I'm with my woes

I got on designer, got on all this ice

Got that foreign out front and it's parked outside

We don't want no problems, though we bout that life

Bring them bad ones through, I'm in town for a night, yeah!

Shining my nigga, just know that I'm here for the hoes!

I pull up the foreign, I did it to get me some hoes!

I'm faded, un fadedable, nigga don't ruin my zone!

You smell the money that's on me, that's just my cologne!

I know she with it, cause shorty in love with the dough



I walked in no talking, just rocks in my watches (Who)

All hoes I'm f**king, I can't even acknowledge (Ye)

Get money, mo money money your college fund in my pocket! (Who)

Jealous, they jealous these munchies yee' ain't got them! (Of)

Pop a pill and get charged up, how you feel? I give no f**ks!

You, you, and your homegirl can meet me in the back of my tour bus!

Young nigga go way up, f**k her good with her legs up!

Came in with yo girlfriend, but I leave with her cause she chose up! (Oh)

Said she never f**ked with a rich nigga (Sorry)

I mean a real nigga, and I know just exactly what to do with her! (Yeah)



I got a few rolled up and my cup half full

I am way too lit and I'm with my woes

I got on designer, got on all this ice

Got that foreign out front and it's parked outside

We don't want no problems, though we bout that life

Bring them bad ones through, I'm in town for a night, yeah!

Shining my nigga, just know that I'm here for the hoes!

I pull up the foreign, I did it to get me some hoes!

I'm faded, un fadedable, nigga don't ruin my zone!

You smell the money that's on me, that's just my cologne!

I know she with it, cause shorty in love with the dough



Fine, and she classy with a little bit of that ratchet!

Not compared to these lame niggas that ain't even in my bracket!

Money don't make you real no, niggas be stunting in the rental

Niggas get stuck in the friend zone, me and yo bitch in the Benzo!

And we fly, hop on the flight to Dubai, f**k if you like it or not

Puffin' the lye, I am considered the guy maybe you must've forgot

I want the world, I need the prettiest girl, I want the one with the curves

Give her the word, you know the one you deserve

While them other niggas get curved! (Oh)

Said she, never got f**ked by a trill nigga

Sexy black, eight pack throw the hip in her!

And I know what's gon' happen when I'm done with 'er! (Laughs)



I got a few rolled up and my cup half full

I am way too lit and I'm with my woes

I got on designer, got on all this ice

Got that foreign out front and it's parked outside

We don't want no problems, though we bout that life

Bring them bad ones through, I'm in town for a night, yeah!

Shining my nigga, just know that I'm here for the hoes!

I pull up the foreign, I did it to get me some hoes!

I'm faded, un fadedable, nigga don't ruin my zone!

You smell the money that's on me, that's just my cologne!

I know she with it, cause shorty in love with the dough
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