Falling for these tings is a no no (no way) They will get you set up on a low low People wonder why I'm movin' so cold I know a ting that's movin' savage like oh no
Don't trust these hoes Don't trust these hoes (no no no, no way) Don't trust these hoes Don't trust these hoes (ah ah ah, no way) Don't trust these hoes Don't trust these hoes (no way) Don't trust these hoes Don't trust these hoes
She wants a footballer or an entertainer Got a man, but always talks to different strangers Knows all the niggas that's famous with papers That weren't the plan, used to do ballet Now she's twerkin' on the 'gram She's a model on Insta, but just a hoe for my town And when her boyfriend went jail, she went holdin' him down She's only 21 turnin' 30 Had a bright future but grew up too early The average nigga don't stand a chance, just them high rollers She don't like boys her own age, only them fly olders In expensive clothes, don't get it twisted though Some of the coolest bitches I ever met was hoes She slept on him when he was on the strip selling deets Now he about to blow, she the same bitch on her knees Them hoes get round, know every man on the rep Where they always pop out like an ad on the net
Falling for these tings is a no no (no way) They will get you set up on a low low People wonder why I'm movin' so cold I know a ting that's movin' savage like oh no
Don't trust these hoes Don't trust these hoes (no no no, no way) Don't trust these hoes Don't trust these hoes (ah ah ah, no way) Don't trust these hoes Don't trust these hoes (no way) Don't trust these hoes Don't trust these hoes
He don't know what he wants, he's confused Wants to sell down or be a player, he can't choose Got all the bitches on him when he rolls through the zone But it's always a problem if she goes through his phone Cause she's gonna see all the hoes he's textin' Plus he's always sleepin' around with no protection Drives a nice car, looks like the niggas winnin' But he's got bad karma cause he's always trickin' women But she won't leave cause of his rep Looks fly, knows that he's bad for her, slept on those good guys As long as he's got his health and his wealth He don't care 'bout no one else but himself He's only concerned with sells But deep down he knows he can't go around hurting girls Some of these chicks will get you wrapped on the low And all these hoes never like to act like they're hoes
Don't trust these hoes Don't trust these hoes Don't trust these hoes Don't trust these hoes (ah ah ah, no way) Don't trust these hoes Don't trust these hoes (no way) Don't trust these hoes Don't trust these hoes
Compositores: Ellis Cruickshank Taylor (N Prove Show), Courtney Leon Freckleton, Adam Simon (Adam English) ECAD: Obra #30920707