This is a song about "Your moms a hoe"

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

Well, total honesty, between you, your boss and me, you horny hoe

Turn up the heat, cause your word's will phase me as much as a hoe tweet/

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

I got some woods in yellow, to the burbs im ghetto

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,

Meanwhile, your moms just lookin for the #highest #bidder

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Like that bron-bron? i had that long time ago

Im a boss bitch ,but im not a hoe

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

You fool deserve a bravo followed by stamp hoe on your forehead

The nerve i never hated

O wait...your moms already did/

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey

Your moms pussy was so good we didn't get passed the lobby,