HOE (Heaven on Earth)

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Yeah, my bitch, she so perfect in bed. And I love when she shakin' that ass.

Go 'head, girl, put that guap in the bag. These niggas is trash, they be ass. This

Kimba a freak, you get flashed. Why do these nobodies start with me?

They don't got moves, don't got beats, don't got heart like me. It's for real.

Bustin' drones while I'm packin' the steel. Fishy niggas fuck with it get grilled.

She shakin' it up, she touchin' my leg, I know she wanna fuck. This club bust.

Kickin' it down 'til she feel like it's us. Make me feel like a slut.

You know that there ain't no harder. Me die for my bitch, keep that pole like a plumber.

Uh, I'm not a bachelor, I'm not a suitor. Bitch, where the cash at? I'm a computer. I feel like A

Boogie just sold a whole ruler. Keep one eye open like Slim Rick the Ruler.

Got one in the head, it hit the street from a Thule.

Triggerin' nobodies livin' rent-free.

These spot niggas livin' vicariously through niggas that don't know they exist. If I was them, I'd be pissed.

They ride dick for free and they can't pay they rent. I spit on your bitch and it sure let me vent.

She came back to you from a show, let him vent. Racks, I'ma get top like tats.

'Cause baby got back, I'm just tryna relax. I'm a star, bring it back, yeah, turn off.

My dogs come and charge like the fentanyl. Now we break up to abide.

Hopin' in court that the judge show him live. Only in church when somebody pass.

No hope for the future, we stuck in the past. Now he ended up on the bag.

Was makin' a killin', how long will that last? Fell on my knees when I caught a felony. Tell me, who there for me?

Think I need therapy, send God a text, but his messages on read.

Show me a sign, what it would mean? Walkin' in circles, these niggas is circling. I'm on my

Stefon. Nigga, where is my mind? Follow my dollars just like the Fines. Heaven on

Earth, but I'm hellbound. Shake it. Check up on my nine, must I make it?

Don't break it, no fake shit. How y'all in the back like the Matrix? Hey, bitch.

Fuckin' with a nigga that's right here. Fresh to death like an idea. Make you do crime with Ikea.

We -named this one JPEG.

-The Lord who made heaven and Earth. The Lord who made heaven and Earth.

Whoa, the Lord who made heaven and Earth.

The Lord who made heaven and Earth. Whoa, the

Lord who made heaven and Earth.

The Lord who made heaven and Earth.

He will not suffer.

He that giveth thee.

He will not suffer. He that giveth thee.

Behold, He that giveth thee breath shall give you slumber. Lord, please.

Shall give you slumber. Lord, please. Oh,

Lord