Scotty ATL - All The H03$ lyrics

[Hook – Scotty ATL] All the hoes just love me, grinding, get my set right All the hoes just love me, half the time I don't act right All the hoes just love me, my hood I'm super star All the hoes just love me, know I'm finna go super far All the hoes just love me [x8] [Verse 1 – Scotty ATL] All the hoes just love me, pretty dog, no ugly Still ride with my seat back, zero C's in my dove seat This is none of that good will, this is some of that booty Y'all ain't here when I needed help, and I made it happen, my two feet All the sudden they love me, he's getting that kit kat Curtis off in this b**h with me, that 2 9 it click clack Love to see me on stage too, after party, that fatal Right before she see me, just to be safe, she stopped and she paid you All the hoes just love me, they ain't learned from my [?] I don't follow that fake sh**, stay down and I does me Cool [?] in my [?], no lame my motto Pa** the whip with them skinny tires and we still watching them potholes [Hook] [Verse 2 – Curti$ William$] b**hes all on my dick, good weed in my blunt Yo main girl a s*ut, when I get done I'm calling her up Used to act stuck up till they seen me getting these bucks Now I'm flexed up with a light skin, she begging me to f** Man I'm riding round my city, bad b**h she with me All she get is that Whitney but no shopping sprees at Tiffany's Man she throw it back, no Frisbee 40 ounce, no bubbly f**ed her friend, her sister too, that's probably why she don't trust me b**h I'm still pimping, these n***as hating, I'm still sipping Smoked about 1000 blunts I swear to god I'm still tripping I'm too cool, my gang n***a Burning one with Scotty Came in with five b**hes, left with all the hoes in the party [Hook] [Verse 3 – Scotty ATL] Pulled sh** like [?], I'm moving sh**, you stagnant Shawty telling your winner though, better tighten up on that end She be loving my player style, we next up, got to wait awhile Old school with them gators on, I would do it, I ain't playing with y'all I been head like this, fourth grade, three chicks Growed up, got better, busted down, got cheddar On sight she ready, on sight she love me You can share that throat with me but hell nah we ain't cutting What they love about me, I don't know Maybe just my swag She might like my cool, she might like my cat Either way they love me, love me like good eating Fat, skinny, short, tall, true story I'm speaking, I'm like [Hook][x2]