Lyrics
[Verse 1]
What I think about you, I think ho
When I dream about you, I think ho
It only took me some hours to hit, I think ho
When I see you at my ****'s crib, I think ho
When you pull up in your whip, I think ho
Act different when you get your chips, I think ho
Wouldn't do it for your homies, do it for your bitch, ho
Ho
[Verse 2]
These hoes only fuckin' with a **** with them figures
You ain't got it, them bitches ain't fuckin' with you
Stop saving these hoes, fuck these bitches
Stop bringin' them around a real ****
'Cause a ho gon' be a ho, and a bitch gon' be a bitch
Don't put your dick up in a ho that make you money
And these hoes fuckin' different **** every night
But she still be up in church every Sunday
So bitch, tell the DJ play my shit
Tell your homegirls to get wit' it
Don't be ashamed to be a ho, if you a ho, then let 'em know
You gettin' money and they need to fuck wit' it
[Verse 3]
When I think about you, I think ho
I think ho
When I dream about you, I think ho
The journey ho
Listen if I was to hit, I'd think ho
Let 'em know
When I see you at my ****'s crib, I think ho
When you pull up in your whip, I think ho
If and when you get your chips, I think ho
Wouldn't do it for your homies, do it for your bitch, ho
Ho
When I wake up in the morning, I think dough
Bad bitch, follow all the rap ****, she a ho
Got a hundred thousand likes and a million something followers
I'm a street ****, I'm just tryna get my dollars up
Kirko Bangz and my **** YG
Yo Gotti, trill ****, ask your ho about me
Real **** shit, don't do that, get your feelings hurt
Want a red bitch in a mini skirt
Chanel boots, Celine purse
Shawty not a stripper, but can make it twerk
When you think about me, you think bread
And when I think about you, I think head
[Verse 4]
When I think about you, I think ho
When I dream about you, I think ho
It only took me some hours to hit, I think ho
When I see you at my ****'s crib, I think ho
When you pull up in your whip, I think ho
Act different when you get your chips, I think ho
Wouldn't do it for your homies, do it for your bitch, ho
Ho
[Verse 5]
These hoes, gon' be hoes
You cuffin' and lovin' her, but she fuckin' on the low
And I'm like, damn, bitch what you saying
What you saying?
Ho, you know you got a man
But she gon' fuck all the ****, that all the bitches is fuckin'
And she gon' post all them pictures that she don't look like in public
She gon' be in the club, bottles poppin', she boppin'
When the sparkles start comin', bitches start table hoppin'
They see me when I'm coming down, riding slow
You ain't a ho, why you fuckin' on the flo'?
You and your girlfriend wear each other's clothes
Bitch, we don't save these hoes
[Verse 6]
When I think about you, I think ho
When I dream about you, I think ho
It only took me some hours to hit, I think ho
When I see you at my ****'s crib, I think ho
When you pull up in your whip, I think ho
Act different when you get your chips, I think ho
Wouldn't do it for your homies, do it for your bitch, ho
Ho
Written by: K. Randle, Keenon Jackson, Mario Giden, Paulo Rodriguez