Ty Dolla Sign (Ty Dolla $ign) - Pa** Her To The Homie lyrics

[Intro] Dolla $ign Mustard on the beat ho [Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign] I'm a beast, I'm a dawg If you're a Pushaz Ink b**h, I'm a boss I raise my middle finger up to the low Got your main b**h along my boast Lable game hoe, we been all around the world f**in' b**hes Every pa** 'em hoes right to my Cali's swag n***as Ever ask a question, b**h, stole in the path, n***a Never call me Hollywood, call me Westside n***a Dolla $ign, you know I got hoes on my dick In this one it's twenty racks and show a little bit I got Mustard on the beat, yeah we got another one And I mess my all money, so about another girl I ain't got a body call but I got a double M n***as, BTB when I pull a [?] in It was me and TC and my n***a Yung and him Taking n***as, b**hes like we pull to f** and gonnin 'em, Dolla [Hook: Yung & Ty Dolla $ign] Aye girl, don't act like you don't know me I'm in this b**h and I came with the brodies Oh, that's your man that you would to tell me So when I hit, I'mma pa** her to the homies I'mma pa** her to the homie Pa** her to the homie Pa** her to the homie Pa** her to the homie Woah, yeah [Verse 2: Yung] Aye b**h, let a n***a come through Drag me, see the sun I go run to I'm with the homie, so you know that I gotta come soon I know you with it, so don't tell me what you want do So rag boy, got a lame n***a goin' out I probably to come, so these low hoes choose out Your n***a's lame, so you know you better choose us Fast lane like you're just my [?] TY Dolla, tell these hoes to holla it If they ain't tryna f** in this sh** they even ballin' New shoes Prada, sick no jock in And now too high [?], she been movin' with her walker Said she's with the big, so I make the girl show me Then I pa** her to the homie like some OE My name Yung, girl, don't act like you don't know me I beat to meet off the p**y leave it brawl in, aye [Hook: Yung & Ty Dolla $ign] Aye girl, don't act like you don't know me I'm in this b**h and I came with the brodies Oh, that's your man that you would to tell me So when I hit, I'mma pa** her to the homies I'mma pa** her to the homie Pa** her to the homie Pa** her to the homie Pa** her to the homie Woah, yeah [Verse 3: Joe Mose] Haa, I'm Coby with the sister and I be all on that b**h and you don't love 'em, just two minutes I just be f**ing, why you sick? She be trash, such you pick And when we've talking 'bout that b**h and you've been talking 'bout my dick, get it? Beat it, lights green grid it Read about your school but a [?] b**hes need it Tongue on her p**y, I didn't even have to eat it I just pull out my penis and let her grab, I seen her Haa, I've been s*utin' with the s*uts Cuffin' on that b**h What the hell, is you nuts? I met her in the room, she was straight from my nuts I never a man's trash, this your luck I remember I won't call that b**h, go off [?] Meels, hit it once so you know the p**y's ready Hit it all night, man the hill it was [?] Pa**ed her all around not the Cucci like Jelly, haha [Hook: Yung & Ty Dolla $ign] Aye girl, don't act like you don't know me I'm in this b**h and I came with the brodies Oh, that's your man that you would to tell me So when I hit, I'mma pa** her to the homies I'mma pa** her to the homie Pa** her to the homie Pa** her to the homie Pa** her to the homie Woah, yeah