Young Buck - 4 Hoes & A Ounce lyrics

Ridin’ round in circles, I can’t find nowhere to go I just left the bar with a bunch of b**hes I barely know They from out of town, shawty and ’em got they sh** together And she got her own so she don’t listen to what no n***a tell em Gla** shoes, red bottoms on my Cinderella’s Bad b**hes make these ugly b**hes n***as jealous Don’t make sh** no better, pocket full of lettuce I know you n***as praying to God that these feds get us I got c**aine dust on all my dollar bills Forge auto wheels, and some s*uts that swallow pills All my windows tinted, this one here might have ya b**h in it I keep rolling up, she keep saying let me hit it 4 hoes and a ounce 4 hoes and a ounce 4 hoes and a ounce I got 4 hoes and a ounce 4 hoes and a ounce 4 hoes and a ounce 4 hoes and a ounce I got 4 hoes and a ounce Loaded like a potato I got guns like the Al Quada These b**hes see me and they holla like they going in labor My ex b**h got issues, think f**in’ my friends gon’ get me back I pull up with a bad b**h in the same seat she was sitting at Half a gram n***as on Instagram, like they got a thousand grams Gotta block these n***as cause this bullsh** getting out of hand f** it and I just pulled up on this lil b**h in the projects She postin and she strippin tryna pay her way through college She think I’m tripping cause she dance keep on saying Buck be honest But every other week I’m asking the b**h how much a bond is Seat push back, so your ho got plenty leg room Bought a box of swishers and we already don ran thru em 4 hoes and a ounce 4 hoes and a ounce 4 hoes and a ounce I got 4 hoes and a ounce 4 hoes and a ounce 4 hoes and a ounce 4 hoes and a ounce I got 4 hoes and a ounce Pa**enger saying pa** it, she can’t handle it b**h keep saying she gon’ pa** out and I can’t handle it This what happens when you gotta have it and can’t manage it b**h ain’t got no cla** up out herself and I can’t stand this sh** Rolling up with these 4 hoes and a ounce I pay the amount If yo b**h leave with me, I just hope the b**h can count I got kush in this motor, this ain’t no hookah b**h Better ask Wiz and Snoop, ho this’ll get you super lit I got 4 I can take 5 and you can’t fit b**h I’m too high for you to act like you the sh** All these ladies made it, graduated, well educated Know I’m full of n***as I pull up and n***as hate it I got 4 hoes and a ounce 4 hoes and a ounce 4 hoes and a ounce I got 4 hoes and a ounce 4 hoes and a ounce 4 hoes and a ounce 4 hoes and a ounce I got 4 hoes and a ounce