Lyrics Gunplay – The Low

I know she’s been ho’ing on the low
I know she’s been ho’ing on the low
I peeped her on the play
She popped up on the page

Hoes play hoe games
I get more gold chains
Hoes get hoe charges
Pimps get more fame
Hoe know to choose, down low, get solo and jewels
Icy in my cuban link, my cuban link bring me queues
What ya made today on the play? Let me see
Tell me, is it hardly working, or working hard for your P?
They all wanna knock it so I gotta knock on wood
Told her keep that ho’ing goin’, everything been goin’ good
Only seasoned prostitutes seduce a trick for watches
Put a girdle on a turtle, jump a hurdle, turn a profit
Wake up, fold the bankroll, you broke and fuckin’ stank hoe
You ain’t got no gizzem and your bitch just missed her cycle

I know she’s been ho’ing on the low
I know she’s been ho’ing on the low
I peeped her on the play
She popped up on the page
Fifty-dollar special, nothin’ special ’bout your day
I know she’s been ho’ing on the low

I peeped her blatant datin’
Try not make it so blatant
But hoes is known for ho’ing, they can’t leave that pussy vacant
Take a hoe, break a hoe, leave her pussy achin’
Leave her twat hot, hot enough to cook a steak in
Sluttin’ for yourboss hog, skirt’s just somethin’ to toss off
Daddy need a Caddy and a script for him to floss off
Her money smell like rubbers, other sluts be jealous of us
Flat back and grab a stack, then back on top of covers
Chargin’ chooser fees, you out here starvin’, losin’ z’s
Fast money is how I reduce the speeds
I remember when I broke my first bitch
Let me die a P, Lord, let that be my last wish

I know she’s been ho’ing on the low
I know she’s been ho’ing on the low
I peeped her on the play
She popped up on the page
Fifty-dollar special, nothin’ special ’bout your day
I know she’s been ho’ing on the low
I know she’s been ho’ing on the low
I peeped her on the play
She popped up on the page
Fifty-dollar special, nothin’ special ’bout your day