Hoe but Can't Help It - Trick Daddy feat Buddy Roe
Beep!
Trick Daddy
I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it
'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic
Old material b_tch
Gold-digging for them tender d_cks
A real n_gga never give you sh_t Biotch
Born and raised in the motherf_cking projects ho
Getting money by at the pak Jam, by the back door
Wearing them shorts up your ass with a tube top
Letting n_ggas stick they fingers all in the cock
P_ssy all big and wet, looking good and sh_t
Smelling like dead fish
And every week it's the same sh_t you and that lil sh_t
And every time I see you, you got to have d_ck
You wants mo' respect
You gets no respect
And all you want is some h_rdcore sex
1, 2, 3, yes you know
4, 5, 6, 7 n_ggas in your hole
Back-to-back from the back, head and all
Doo-doo brown and licked his hairy ass balls
In the streets late-night me, you, and all my boys
What I'm thinking 'bout honey bun (honey bun)
You got the n_gga running up in you
Shake it like "Naww, I'm not trying to do you"
No good freak, is the same but I love you
I'm off in you skin-deep motherf_cker let's do it again sometimes you like that, huh?
The next nut going out for your grandma
You'se a ho but you can't help it 'cause you don't know it
I figure you'se a hoe but you can't help it, 'cause you don't know it
Oh, Oh, Ho
You'se a hoe but you can't help it, 'cause you don't know it
Buddy Roe
Stupid b_tch you done dropped out of high school
But who's the fool?
You'se a prime example
You met a n_gga named Mike
at the nice Lexus lane looking like grands for the night
Times are hard, you scared, your rent is due
It aint no limit to the sh_t you do
You making records in the studio
Telling me it aint who you know it's who you blow
Sheit,
I'll hit you up for a gangbang
Have you doing strange thangs for some small change
Keeping it real
F_cking with the wrong pops
Longshoreman on the dock
Head, booty and cock
You get what he got
Shooting tech to his whole cat
Took him home let him hit you from the back
With tax because it's like that
I figure you'se a Ho Ho Ho
You can't trust
A b_tch with a big b_tt
You get the guts, then tell that ho to keep in touch
Jimmy-up when I bust her
F_cked her
HIV can't trust her
I got too much to lose
Cash rules
Protect the family jewels
Yeah,
And I ain't going out like Easy
Believe me
A n_gga disease free
Chorus
Trick Daddy
Had another baby, blame it on the same n_gga
Reason being is seeing that he's a dope dealin
B_tch, you'se a fiend you want d_ck
You wan't much flow,
But I can't pay you ho
You dissed Trick,
And now you on the hitlist
I dogged you out, and now you getting d_ck sh_t
I told my boys
That you make much noise
And you like getting off with those sex toys
A bunch of high school hos at the Goom-Bay*
They got they drawers in they hands like it's okay
They got all the n_ggas jockin 'cause they cock fat
The young hoes turning heads 'cause they got back
Now, they finer than them hos off TV
But, they f_cking every n_gga on fifteenth
So I figgaaaaaaa
You'se a Ho Ho Ho
Chorus
Ho Ho Ho
Chorus with variation untill the end
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