Genre: Hip Hop/Rap
Yo nigga, let's go scoop up
Some of these hoes at the Paradise, man
Hey man, ah, I'm engaged now, man
To that bitch?
Aw man, don't be talkin' about my woman like that
Oh, now you're gon' trip on me
Wait, wait, hold up, hold up
How you gon' go and put a hoe before me?
When I'm the one that helped your broke ass on the streets
â€½Damn, I'm starvin', what you got to eat?
I'm short, I need a place to sleepâ€
Oh, but amnesia, that damn skeezer
Made you forget who was down witcha
I thought birds of a feather flock together
And don't a damn thing change but the weather
But now I know the real, I guess I had it all wrong
We used to hit the Ides until the shit was all gone
Where was she when you needed niggas off your ass?
And who'd you come to get to go blast?
Not that once a month bleedin', always on her knees
Suckin' every Tom, Dick and Harry like a berry
I seen her with a trick at the Motel 6
And you still tryin' to get that bitch Afro Fix
She got you by the nuts, playin' with your wiener
Wrapped around her finger, when the last time you seen her?
Well, when you do, bust her lip
And if you don't, you'se a bitch
So sit down when you piss, muthafucka
It's a shame but it ain't no thang to me
The bitch got you gone, talkin' on a phone
Tellin' muthafuckas when you see me, it's on
But little do he know that she a zero
And I'm still her favorite superhero
See, I got the 411 on a hoe
Just like I was tellin' you before
You're just a piece of the mission
Guess where her lips been?
I told you don't be kissin' but you don't listen
Jaws the only hoe I ever saw
That could suck a basketball through a straw
She don't like niggas with Nissan trucks
Unless they got the monster bumps
That's right, honey bunny's money hungry
And she'll frame ya, she's out to getcha
Get the picture 'cause the bitch'll
Take you for a long ass ride like the hitcher
So don't be surprised if they find you in a ditch
With your guts hangin' out lookin' like Top Ramen
And when I see the bitch, I'm bombin'
'Cause she's a false tenderoni plus tossed baloney
And she ain't your home, she's a hoe
Don't put a hoe before the homie
Hey yo, bitch, you better tell 'em
Who's wearin' the pants, who's wearin' the pants, nigga?
If you ask me I think that her dick is bigger
Than your little dick and I'm tellin' you, Jay
The bitch got you locked down like Pelican's Bay
Now I told you if you fuck with the hoe
She's guaranteed to have you trippin'
And me and you set trippin'
I told my muthafuckin' crew to kidnap the hoe
And they came back with you
I can't fade a nigga that's bitch made
Kool aid pumpin', tell a bitch somethin'
She'll have your ass cookin' dinner
While she's lettin' every nigga in her hood run up in her
Got you runnin' like Bruce Ginner and the hoe be
Pussy whippin' your ass like Toby
Now you act like you don't know me
Only a mark'll put a hoe before the homies
Word, this muthafucka is different, yeah
Tell me your secret, not just any secret
Just answer one question for me, baby
Do you love me? I love you very, very, very, very much
Baby, can I come pick you up and take you shoppin'?
Spend all my money?
I love you, I love you
Don't put a hoe before the homie
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