Artist: Lil Donald Album: Live Evil (Mixtape) Song: Hoe County Typed by: AZ Lyrics I know them broke niggas hate me I know them broke bitches waitin' So I can fuck on 'em, cuff on 'em, cuff on 'em Cuff on 'em, fuck on 'em daily I want a Benz with the tint on it I want that house with no rent on it They say it's plenty fish in the sea I think it's time to go fish homie But how many hoes can I have? Made that ho count up a bag My new bitch pussy was trash So I went fucked on my last Tell that ho count up the bag Tell that ho count up the bag Man I fucked her and you can't That's why this makin' you mad That shit be hurtin' your heart I just be playin' my part I don't be stupid with niggas I just be playin' it smart I got that bag like a cart You can come shop with your boy I hit your ass on the mark I shoot your ass like a dart Bitch I'm a dog like Scooby I won't freeze up, I'm shootin' Bitch found scratches on my back She know I fucked with a cougar I want the downloaded head But she got virus, computers I ain't gon' fight with no poodle I'm a big dog and you knew it Look at this weed, we grew it Look at this dope we brewin' This is no coffee lil nigga That ho go that sauce here lil nigga Don't want to off you lil nigga But you do too much talkin' lil nigga You gon' make me pull up with the chopper lil nigga I know them broke niggas hate me I know them broke bitches waitin' So I can fuck on 'em, cuff on 'em, cuff on 'em Cuff on 'em, fuck on 'em daily I want a Benz with the tint on it I want that house with no rent on it They say it's plenty fish in the sea I think it's time to go fish homie But how many hoes can I have? Made that ho count up a bag My new bitch pussy was trash So I went fucked on my last Tell that ho count up the bag Tell that ho count up the bag Man I fucked her and you can't That's why this makin' you mad Look at this money we gettin' Boy we stay down in the trenches Make your head spin like a fidget If you try any my niggas How the hell you screamin' money But you keep askin' the ticket Just bring some cash with you Got enough and you'll get it Told that ho count up the bag Bustin' me up when she fiendin' Put toothpaste all in her mouth She ain't gotta go to the dentist Lil Caesar, it's already ready Don't make me mad, I get petty Won't let you get fully dressed Pull off before you get ready So don't keep on hittin' my phone Baby I'm already gone These niggas hatin' on me They tryna fuck up my zone I done did all different cities I done see all different bitches I done ate all 'cross the world But still want my grandma's chicken I know them broke niggas hate me I know them broke bitches waitin' So I can fuck on 'em, cuff on 'em, cuff on 'em Cuff on 'em, fuck on 'em daily I want a Benz with the tint on it I want that house with no rent on it They say it's plenty fish in the sea I think it's time to go fish homie But how many hoes can I have? Made that ho count up a bag My new bitch pussy was trash So I went fucked on my last Tell that ho count up the bag Tell that ho count up the bag Man I fucked her and you can't That's why this makin' you mad