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hoe weather - young rocket lyrics

intro :
(young rocket)

rocket ball

rocket power

yeaa

i been knew i was that n*gga
even in the honda civic
when i hopped inside the game
they gone tell you how it shifted
when i started seeing change
my old friends start
acting different
i ca feel it when it change
so i gotta keep my distance
i can’t keep you in my circle
f*ck a friendship
cuz it never last
ain’t no double back
i burn that bridge
then i ain’t coming back
my pockets and my trust
they antonyms
you know my pockets fat
if it ain’t bout money
or a show
then i ain’t calling back
it’s three b*tches on my line
they wanna f*ck
and i ain’t call em back
i been in thе stu for like 3 days
and i made 50 tracks
if you got a number
givе it to me
i might hit you back
what you want the zaza or the bubba
you can get a pack
meet me on the back
on 17th im serving out the flat
it’s a n*gga in them subs
that fix your car and smoke a pipe
it’s a n*gga in them subs
he steal and fight
to see the night
it’s a n*gga in them subs
his way to work
he still a bike
when you tryna make it out
everyday you sacrifice
i know sometimes
it might get hard
and you might never see the light
2*15*19
them my brothers
give me guidance and advice
i had to grow
this sh*t take time
you can’t just run sh*t over night
(chorus):
(young rocket)
meet me at the top
not at the bottom
this where i belong
that n*gga beat his b*tch
because young rocket was her favorite song
panties on the dresser
spread them legs
it’s time to get it on
leg up on the dresser
im goin deep
i make her feel the b*lls
shawty super sweet
and she soft
i call her marshmellow
diving in the p*ssy
knock out her out
she call me mayweather
shawty actin out
she show her ass
like this sh*t coach*lla
when its in the 90s
these hoes act up
they call it hoe weather
verse:
(kosha milan)
they don’t know your song
but they got my sh*t on repeat
b*tches trying to f*ck
shaking ass this sh*t a freaknik
we move chicken raising kanan
ain’t going out like unquie
how you let that n*gga
cross you out
that couldn’t been me
ain’t no lower case
you with the gang
you know it’s big b’s
i f*ck him in the air
with my chain on
it just feel better
all my b*tches out, popping sh*t
can’t name a hoe better
tities out, ass out the back
it’s just a hoe whether
she grabbing on my cl*t like a mic
perform like boach*lla
cold b*tch chinchilla
natalie nun chin check her
why the f*ck you talkin to that n*gga
he ain’t running check up
i kick sh*t like david beckham
i got hoes sheck west
b*tch if it’s a problem
with that n*gga
say it with your chest

(chorus):
(young rocket)
meet me at the top
not at the bottom
this where i belong
that n*gga beat his b*tch
because young rocket was her favorite song
panties on the dresser
spread them legs
it’s time to get it on
leg up on the dresser
im goin deep
i make her feel the b*lls
shawty super sweet
and she soft
i call her marshmellow
diving in the p*ssy
knock out her out
she call me mayweather
shawty actin out
she show her ass
like this sh*t coach*lla
when its in the 90s
these hoes act up
they call it hoe weather

- young rocket lyrics

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