Lyrics

I said, "Ho', please", can't touch my steez
I said, "Ho', please", got wants, got needs
I said, "Ho', please", can't touch my steez
I said, "Ho', please", got wants, got needs
We all got our wants and we all got our needs
Keep your mind focused, keep your eyes on your speed
Fucking with them hoes will have your ass sitting on pause
All because you trying to dig your nose in your draws
Now your fucking homeboys say you sweet like cake
All your shit exposed and you know that ain't so great
It's Passion Playa lettuce, always got to stay in shape
Thinking with the wrong head, got you looking fake
Can't find us in the stores, everything I rock is rare
Ain't worried about these hoes, I give the slightest care
I keep my own rolled up, so keep yours over there
Cold blooded gang, bitch, they ain't playing fair
But fuck it, we got to keep it moving, stay cruising, they losing they mind
You ain't heard a sound like this, bitch, 'cause it's one of a kind
Zay and SG Rilla Mane stay coming down, so bitch, move around
I said, "Ho', please", can't touch my steez
I said, "Ho', please", got wants, got needs
I said, "Ho', please", can't touch my steez
I said, "Ho', please", got wants, got needs
Written by: Slim Guerilla, Soul Zay
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