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 bitches I barely know
They from out of town
Shawty and 'em got they shit together
And she got her own so she don't
Listen to what no nigga tell em
Glass shoes, red bottoms on my Cinderella's
Bad bitches make these ugly
Bitches niggas jealous
Don't make shit no better
Pocket full of lettuce
I know you niggas praying to God
That these feds get us
I got cocaine dust on all my dollar bills
Forge auto wheels
And some sluts that swallow pills
All my windows tinted
This one here might have ya bitch 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 bitches see me and they holla
Like they going in labor
My ex bitch got issues
Think fuckin' my friends gon' get me back
I pull up with a bad bitch in
The same seat she was sitting at
Half a gram niggas on Instagram
Like they got a thousand grams
Gotta block these niggas cause this
Bullshit getting out of hand
Fuck it and I just pulled up on
This lil bitch 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
Bitch 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

Passenger saying pass it
She can't handle it
Bitch keep saying she gon' pass out
And I can't handle it
This what happens when you gotta have
It and can't manage it
Bitch ain't got no class up out herself
And I can't stand this shit
Rolling up with these 4 hoes and a ounce
I pay the amount if yo bitch leave with me
I just hope the bitch can count
I got kush in this motor
This ain't no hookah bitch
Better ask Wiz and Snoop
Ho this'll get you super lit
I got 4 I can take 5 and you can't fit
Bitch I'm too high for you to
Act like you the shit
All these ladies made it, graduated
Well educated
Know I'm full of niggas I pull
Up and niggas 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