[Intro/Hook] My lawnmower home, but my ho still missin My ho still missin, my ho still missin My rake in the shed, but my ho still missin My ho still missin, my ho still missin Plowin the world but my ho still missin My ho still missin, my ho still missin I'm 'bout to lose my head cause my ho still missin Like it's greener on the other side... [Flo Rida] I take care of the yard, everyday, I don't know why my ho got missin My rake in good condition, my lawnmower in position I ain't done a damn thing wrong for my ho to get up and get missin Now I'd be wrong if I was to dig up the dirt I done saw for myself and witnessed Boy I'd tell you about my ho, never had restrictions I guess more green was her attention, I shoulda kept that ho in the kitchen Got me on a mission, left my shed without permission I'm sheddin tears messin up my vision, this ho gon' make me go to prison [Hook] [Flo Rida] That ho cost me my job, I'm afraid I shoulda learned mo' 'bout the business A ho is good for diggin, I shoulda known this from the beginnin I done got caught slippin now I'm trippin Out the do' somebody else found interest On my ho until I found out until I find out different Better to know then have intuitions Who been in my yard, why would anybody split us apart~?! I never thought that ho would get to my heart I found out right off a b**h can't pull apart Why this ho went in somebody garage? I was a gentlemen right from the start Ever since I put the ho in my Dodge Now this b**h won't even spare me the rod [Hook] [Flo Rida] Seven years now it's all over, now hold on go on you gotta feel me bruh Left my home no sign of luck, I try to drink Patron so all the memories gone All the pain I'm trying to pour it in my cup, bought the ho my last couple of bucks Lost a ho I never felt this crush, like kush in a dutch - never this much If I woulda known my ho was just temporary And I ain't talkin 'bout the ho you find in the dictionary I feel like goin to war like the military Somebody gon' have to visit the cemetery [Hook]