Текст Lil Debbie – Side Hoe

(I’m all gassed up)

He in love, but I treat him like a side hoe
He be spinning on me like a cyclone
Blowing up my phone like a psycho

No touch, no feel, no pics
Got a problem with the rules?
You could dip
What can I say? I’m a fool with the drip
I’m from the Bay, it ain’t new to a pimp (Uh)
I’m just too fly
Still on my shit
(Sauce every way?)
Hope he don’t slip
Stay in your lane
Boy get a grip
He think it’s Frito Lay
I want them chips, aye
Debbie work them all like a maestro
If it ain’t bout the money hit the side phone
I ain’t looking for a man, you can try though
I only want you on the side like fries, hoe

He in love, but I treat him like a side hoe
He be spinning on me like a cyclone
Blowing up my phone like a psycho
Get back in your lane, you a side hoe

You’re my side hoe, my dear
No texts, no calls, let’s make this shit clear
He says he loves me, I think he’s sincere
And I ain’t paid a bill in about two years
Cheers, big stones in my ears
100K or better on leather when I steer
Hear me blocks away or when I switch gears
House in the woods, I might hit a deer
Don’t cry me a river, no feelings, no tears
Buy me a river and let’s disappear
For the weekend, my beloved cashier
You know I’m talented, so fund my career
Yeah
Cash, no debit
Get the best interest rate, he got great credit
I break him til he’s broke, I’m unapologetic
Call the paramedics, them pockets need a medic
(I’m killin’ him?)

He in love, but I treat him like a side hoe
He be spinning on me like a cyclone
Blowing up my phone like a psycho
Get back in your lane, you a side hoe
Side hoe, side hoe
I turn a hundred baby daddies into side hoes
Got him spinning on me like a cyclone
Gotta keep him in his lane with the side hoes