Intro / These Hoes
[Part I: Intro]
[Intro: Nate Howard]
Today I woke up by the shore
Waves like heads with brushes stroked forward
On a canvas blank in the memories washed away by the tides
She rides
Back and forth, as I stroke back and forth
In mornings where window views make sight of her freedom coming true
I paint, she walks my window pain, touching all her pain
I write metaphors for her legs, spread like wings
I lay similes on her breast
Living a dream, hope out of her eyes shining beams
Lights bright stars on nights we can't remember
I kiss her forehead, before head just so breakfast has it's warning
On these mornings by the shore, scored by the sounds played in the violins of her hair blew by shallow fears
Swallows prides, I see the paintings of her footprints on the kitchen floor
And finds she lives in the Beach House 2
[Part II: These Hoes]
[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
These hoes (Dolla $ign), be playing games for nothing
These hoes (Dolla $ign), (Drug$) these hoes
Said these hoes, be playing games for nothing
These hoes, these hoes
Said these hoes, be playing games for nothing
(Gangsta Grizzle!)
Said these hoes, be playing games for nothing
These hoes, ohh
(Is you ready?)
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
You find that rubber in the trash can (Girl)
I said, "When the fuck did you become the trash man?" (Ah, ah, ah)
Girl, I never made you any promises
Never said that we would be monogamous
Matter fact, what's up with the threesome?
You got all these bad bitches, won't you bring one?
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
These hoes, be playing games for nothing
These hoes, these hoes
Said these hoes, be playing games for nothing
These hoes, ohh
[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
You gon' accept it or reject it? (Girl, say yes or say no)
You fuck with me and you're the shit, girl, don't forget it (Oh yeah)
Hmm, yeah, your nigga was a basta
I beat that nigga up, you laugh him like it's nothing
And if I stop fucking with you, you probably try to set a nigga up
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
These hoes, be playing games for nothing
These hoes, these hoes
Said these hoes, be playing games for nothing
These hoes, ohh
[Verse 3: Kevin Gates]
Get 'em Gates
Dear Lord, I'm imported
Monogamy is monotony
Different forms of pornography in a new apartment
Photography starrin'
Apologize to who? For once when you drivin' a foreign
I was broke, I was boring
Out when the droppin' Martini
Chocolate designer my whip
Threesome with your partner here
Slap it, I buy, you adapt
Promise, I promess no better
Scream while I'm pullin' yo' hair
Playin' games for nothing, fuck
It make me XXX to care
Gates!
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
These hoes, be playing games for nothing
These hoes, these hoes
Said these hoes, be playing games for nothing
These hoes, ohh