Sicko Mobb - Hoes by goin [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Chorus-
These hoes be goin, fucking on anybody in town
Catch me in traffic, see how a young heavy roll around
My team toting you hear that pow pow pow sound
I up a oochie now yo bitch wanna do me
These hoes be goin, fucking on anybody in town
Catch me in traffic, see how a young heavy roll around
My team toting you hear that pow pow pow sound
I up a oochie now yo bitch wanna do me

Lil Trav-
Say being sober, I can’t take it with Lil Reese
And we just rolled up, sit back, get kushy
Hoes hold up, relax come with me
Then we get freaky, her face expression cheesy
Say what you on bro, Lets go get some ‘tron boy
A lot of these niggas hatin on me, they be actin homo
Catch they ass in the store buying shit for low low
Im sorry but yo ass is butter with that fake ass polo
It’s turn up time follow me
Fleest hat in my Louie
All the hoes they like my dance
Get these hoes up off of me
Rockin in my burberry, kush so strong I fall asleep
Broke ass nigga don’t talk to me. Give me props for my Louie
I go with eaters her lips are big so im geeked
Caught her on cheaters, fucking on the whole team
I had to leave her, she a slut for a grammy
I mean fuck these hoes, don’t make me beat or bust these hoes

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Lil Ceno-
Riding round with sicko nem, yes we be totin shit
We be goin crazy, we so bipolar bitch
Im rockin in my Gucci
Flossin in my Louie
And yeah I wear expensive shit yo bitch wanna screw me
Im in the booth with flocka, that 4-5 go blocka
These hoes they be choosin, but they fuck around and eat the Mobb Up
Bitch my team been winnin since the very beginning
But its time to get to this money, these hoes ain't worth shit man
I be getting money, they call me Lil Ceno
We had her in the veeno and she did all the denos
Everyday’s a sicko Way And im screamin fuck one trey
All these niggas say whats sup and im yelling double cups
These niggas know I got the hoes
We fuck em and they exit tho
OTM we flexing bitch, yeah my team been havin shit
I don’t do no flexin shit we really do this Gucci shit
And imam turn up on that ho, but only if she a boogie bitch

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J cash
Its a fiesta
And all my niggas riding with me
We showing oochie
Bitch you know i got it on me
I seen a eater and she going for the team
You can only Neck me please
When i bust you must leave
Louie shirt and robin jeans
Tell that ho to kiss my ring
Smoking loud and sipping lean
In the clouds up in my dreams
30 poppers with them beams
Swear to god i love my team
Moaning like they want a ring
Money over everything
Throwing shit
Throwing bitch
Skurrin' in my foreign bitch
These bitches know im having shit
Tell ‘em get up off my dick
My life like movie
I make us go in coolly
Catch a op
Put a thot
We hittin all these goofies
I be flexin
Bitch im rep t and p
Dont fuck with their gang
So dont talk to be
Sicko mobbing
Their they go skee e e
My niggas holding
And these bitches goin

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