Doggn These Hoes by Maez301 Lyrics
[Verse 1: Maez301]
Wrote this shit January 21
I had barely have food in the fridge, but I knew that it would come
I was barely 21, momma moved me to the West end
Met my baby just a few years later, fucking on her and her best friend
In the California state tryin' to make a little cake
Ain't got time to take a break if I'm trynna get a Wraith
Need me a house on the lake, you be sayin' there's no time to waste
Need a lot of money in my pocket got to strap my jeans to my waist
Better show your bitch till you hit unless you trynna get a hick
You better know the boy equipped, had to sauce on the rim
It ain't even bout the chips, it ain't even bout the fashion
It ain't even about the fact I got a nice whip
Its all about the mackin’
Swear it’s all about the gang gang
Runnin' out here trynna maintain
Got some money but I ain't changed
Er’body want it but they can't hang
I ain't have it, I ain't trip
Everyday I'm given is a gift
No I ain't get it in a cinch
I worked my ass up out the bench, bitch
[Pre-Hook: Maez301]
Niggas wanna see me fail, then locked up in a cell
I just came up can't tell not one nigga wish me well
Lotta hoes plotting on me, now they want profit on me
Me - I just kept it lowkey
Me - I just kept it OG
[Hook: Maez301]
Niggas ain’t loving these hoes, niggas straight doggin’ these hoes
Nigga I don’t need a stylish motherfucker, niggas ain’t rocking these clothes
Remember lil’ shorty tryna give her number, now she tryna hop up on the phone
Niggas ain’t loving these hoes, niggas straight doggin’ these hoes
[Verse 2: Infinite]
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[Pre-Hook: Maez301]
Niggas wanna see me fail, then locked up in a cell
I just came up can't tell not one nigga wish me well
Lotta hoes plotting on me, now they want profit on me
Me - I just kept it lowkey
Me - I just kept it OG
[Hook x2: Maez301]
Niggas ain’t loving these hoes, niggas straight doggin’ these hoes
Nigga I don’t need a stylish motherfucker, niggas ain’t rocking these clothes
Remember lil’ shorty tryna give her number, now she tryna hop up on the phone
Niggas ain’t loving these hoes, niggas straight doggin’ these hoes
Wrote this shit January 21
I had barely have food in the fridge, but I knew that it would come
I was barely 21, momma moved me to the West end
Met my baby just a few years later, fucking on her and her best friend
In the California state tryin' to make a little cake
Ain't got time to take a break if I'm trynna get a Wraith
Need me a house on the lake, you be sayin' there's no time to waste
Need a lot of money in my pocket got to strap my jeans to my waist
Better show your bitch till you hit unless you trynna get a hick
You better know the boy equipped, had to sauce on the rim
It ain't even bout the chips, it ain't even bout the fashion
It ain't even about the fact I got a nice whip
Its all about the mackin’
Swear it’s all about the gang gang
Runnin' out here trynna maintain
Got some money but I ain't changed
Er’body want it but they can't hang
I ain't have it, I ain't trip
Everyday I'm given is a gift
No I ain't get it in a cinch
I worked my ass up out the bench, bitch
[Pre-Hook: Maez301]
Niggas wanna see me fail, then locked up in a cell
I just came up can't tell not one nigga wish me well
Lotta hoes plotting on me, now they want profit on me
Me - I just kept it lowkey
Me - I just kept it OG
[Hook: Maez301]
Niggas ain’t loving these hoes, niggas straight doggin’ these hoes
Nigga I don’t need a stylish motherfucker, niggas ain’t rocking these clothes
Remember lil’ shorty tryna give her number, now she tryna hop up on the phone
Niggas ain’t loving these hoes, niggas straight doggin’ these hoes
[Verse 2: Infinite]
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[Pre-Hook: Maez301]
Niggas wanna see me fail, then locked up in a cell
I just came up can't tell not one nigga wish me well
Lotta hoes plotting on me, now they want profit on me
Me - I just kept it lowkey
Me - I just kept it OG
[Hook x2: Maez301]
Niggas ain’t loving these hoes, niggas straight doggin’ these hoes
Nigga I don’t need a stylish motherfucker, niggas ain’t rocking these clothes
Remember lil’ shorty tryna give her number, now she tryna hop up on the phone
Niggas ain’t loving these hoes, niggas straight doggin’ these hoes