King Combs - Lotta lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, uh [Chorus] I got hoes from the hills at Novaes Cuban links, not a regular watch She get lit when we walk in the spot Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta thots Foreign b*tch, not a regular thot Two b*tches fu*kin’, they said I could watch Let me join when I pull out the guap Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta guap CD, how many hoes you can fit in the Range? Scoop me at the crib, I was just gettin’ chains I’m throwin’ some Cartiers and throwin’ some Bape Flee, how many b*tches we fu*kin’ today? Ten hoes put up, got four on the way I kicked a few out, got more on thе way [Verse] Ayy, play with the rack, racks like Serеna I’m cheatin’ like [?], she a eater Spend the show, eat me up like [?], okay I swerve in the track, track, I’ma speed up My pockets is fat, fat like a reefer Me and Flee on the track, know that sh*t the heat up, okay [Chorus] I got hoes from the hills at Novaes Cuban links, not a regular watch She get lit when we walk in the spot Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta thots Foreign b*tch, not a regular thot Two b*tches fu*kin’, they said I could watch Let me join when I pull out the guap Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta guap CD, how many hoes you can fit in the Range? Scoop me at the crib, I was just gettin’ chains I’m throwin’ some Cartiers and throwin’ some Bape Flee, how many b*tches we fu*kin’ today? Ten hoes put up, got four on the way I kicked a few out, got more on the way