Powda 4 The Hoes Lyrics - Singles - Dre Dog (andre Nickatina)

Check this out heffa I'm a ghetto star 

69 Cutty is my favorite car 

Chew gets rolled then here come the hoes 

In the G-string panties and the sexy clothes 

Snow white powda jets across the dash 

It's all about dope man plenty of cash 

Every fucking day man an ounce to smoke 

Game from the brain keep the bitches broke 

Money dope and pussy hits the corner don't stop 

No time for the playa haters hoes come jock and I'm over 

Spittin like I'm clean and sober 

Indo got me feeling good hoes want cola 

It's like that man it's just like this 

These heffas can't have me so these hoes be pissed 

All day everyday hittin them corners 

All day everyday chewy aroma 

When you gets out all night fucking with a fat rat 

You rubber band g's coming brickhouse stacks 

Check this out partna can you smell the skunk 

Or the fine red scent from the honey blunt 

Do the things I do to make the hoes wonder 

But I'm dock in the cuts and I'm over on the under 

Chorus: 

Chewy for my niggas powda for the hoes 

When they panties come down bitch anything goes 

(x3) 

Mo powda Mo powda 

Mo dank Mo dank 

Mo hoes Mo hoes 

Mo bank Mo bank 

Chewy boy do me I still got tricks(?) 

From Frisco to Flordia hoes ain't shit 

I eat potatos over stuffing 

Cuties.. heffas.. nothing.. 

Call down on the phone if you think I'm bluffin 

I like money and pussy 

You like pussy and money 

Is it different motha fucker ain't a damn thing funny 

And 30 dollar sacs make sexy hoes moist 

Mary Jane and Pam is a cherries main choice 

Cause these heffas they like smoking budda by the bay 

Well stop talking bitch and fire up that J.. 

You's a hoe.. 

Cocaine came from the mo.. 

Mother fuckas try to get as high as they can go 

Honey blunt stop.. 

New drop top.. 

Seatbelts.. look straight here come the cops 

They gone.. mother fuck the chewys back on 

I slept with cutty chrome I see hoes on the phone 

Carmel and Butterscotch.. they both got ass 

And I'm thinking to myself should I waste that gas 

So I lit another fow one.. turned up the volume 

Check the profile and the rear's quite handsome 

Baby whats your name? 

"Was that her or me?" 

It really don't matter cause I'm thinking about a 3.. 

Some for the party.. 

Some for the rows.. 

Chewy for my niggas and powda for the hoes.. 

Chorus (x5) 

I'm over on the under at E and J. 

Eating hashbrowns and grits served just my way 

Cause the munchies in the stomach from the indo clouds 

And these heffers get wet when the 15's pound 

Like "Oh Rap Daddy.. Sugar brown patty" 

Get with me and you will that I can make you happy but HOE 

I got Mary Jane and Pam 

Where the fuck you from do you know who I am? 

A nigga that will melt in your mother fucking mouth 

Without saying one word hoe check my clout 

An ounce of that doja.. 

Eighth to the face.. 

Back up hoes cause a nigga needs space 

I'm a con.. and that got to be right 

with a mind like Don King to make punk hoes fight 

It seems like you ready for the grind and bump 

And this chewy got me fine and I'm thinking about fucking 

Going to sleep and waking up and eat 

And then I'm back in the cut with this zap code beat. (?) 

The phat rat cat rat nigga why you do that 

I'm over on the under but you sexy hoes knew that 

Chorus (x4)