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lil gin - midnight hoez lyrics

[intro]
yeah, pimpin’ makin’ me waste all this time for these funky ass hoes
no one’s can f_ck me

[verse 1]
i never seen a hoe that could make her cheese flow
until i moved to texas where the shake junts ain’t broke
when i fell up off the plane, the only thing stuck in my mind:
“i know i’m f_cked up, but sh_t, i got to get on mine”
so now i gotta sell a little p_ssy hoe to stain
nationwide cds and hoes, i’m the mane
most of my n_ggas, they ridin’ clean, chiefin’ a quarter_pound of skunk
broke rappers on the shelf while i be slangin’ out the trunk
i’m out here makin’ a living, i’m making a k!lling for the billboard
and then some heavy folks behind me bought a roles_royce
1995 b_tch, stacking a grip, mothership
enterin’ a liquor store, purchasin’ a f_cking fifth
memphis n_gga headin’ down to houston, club oasis
differrent races, i met a bunch of faces
my pimpin’ is getting stronger, keeping my tone for you playa hataz
beatin’ my b_tches to the floor, making sh_t get greater later
i’m 21 but once i reach the age of 30, i better have a mansion full of hoes gettin’ they knees dirty
i’ll get out at midnight, (?)
i’ve been livin’ out here, a grown mane, you know i’ve been

[chorus]
wastin’ all this time, foolin’ around with midnight hoez
i’ve been wastin’ all this time, jumping in and out my clothes
[verse 2]
my b_tch is runnin’ to the track faster than a greyhound
i keep them b_tches cross_country, nationwide, pennies down
the definition of a pimp, i’m a hoe reversing game to another hoe to make my dough
my n_ggas in the county jail schooled me on this, fool
so now i’m sportin’ champion with the python boots, yeah
so biiitch, you need to keep me paid
i told her: “abraham lincoln never freed the slaves”
i gotta stay cool, ooh, i gotta stay brutal
i keep my mean emotions, pistol_whippin’ with a luger
my b_tch is scared of me, they hate to make me want to fight and sh_t
i can tell, by the smell, she been busy alll night
i’m schemin’, i’m thinkin’ dirty hoes cause i’m major
in my world, ain’t no such thing as ladies in my stables
just find some more wenches and be they best friends, fool
build me up and tell them b_tches how they daddy been sweet to you
my b_tch is steady complainin’ bout i’m never here f_ckin’ ’em, loc
she said she’s tired of f_ckin’ tricks, they got her p_ssy swole
but that’s another black eye, that b_tch gon’ learn
a pimp gets paid for the right and to say to a b_tch, “i’m not enjoyin’ the screwin'”

[chorus: skinny and lil gin]
wastin’ all this time, foolin’ around with midnight hoez
i’ve been wastin’ all this time, jumpin’ in and out my clothes

[verse 3]
i know a freaky b_tch, she stay in tennessee
she sell a bunch of p_ssy, she stack a lotta cheese
that hoe is bald_headed, if it wasn’t weave, it was a wig
four plugs in the park, better check me if you dig
i broke her, almost, fifty thousand, was close
but anyway, there’s plenty, many other b_tches i must roast
like bebé, this white hoe, she smell like n_gga toes
a thirty dollar b_tch that like to go broke from buying clothes
now peace to my n_gga m, for smackin’ her with that thang
she treated like he was a trick, right then she disrespected the game
now may i skip to tonya, she’s working a different passion
the shake junt in memphis, her bankroll i was stackin’
for instance, she took care of the hoe, give me some family
at my show, selling that p_ssy, she walk all night, she never asleep
but if not, they cop, it’s all, for sale
now if you see them on the streets, you mother might go and scream and tell, christian beyotch!
[outro]
i’ve been wastin’ all my time, trying my best to find my way
ain’t gon’ worry cause one day, i’m gon’ make them b_tches pay
blowin’ indo out my nose, getting in and out my clothes
f_ckin’ ’round with midnight hoez
when the chapter’s up, life close
from the day you’re born, till the day…

- lil gin lyrics

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