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geto boys – let a ho be a ho lyrics

-spoken-
dj ready red: hey, yo d! what’s up wit them cash registers and
sh-t?
willie d: oh, that’s what the average ho see when she look at a
modern day man.
dj ready red: ain’t that the motherf-ckin’ truth!
willie d: yeah. and these old fickled minded -ssed n-gg-s wonder
why a ho be with them one day and another goofy motherf-cker the
next.
dj ready red: i think it’s time you kicked some more of that sh-t!
willie d: yeaaah!

there seems to be a lot of mother f-ckers blind to the fact
that a ho is gonna be just that
and this type of ignorance is the very
reason why so many n-gg-s in the godd-mned cemetery
intelligence is on call
you don’t treat a ho like a queen who behaves lika a dog
are you the type who wont put a ho in front of a trigger
then you’re a ho -ssed n-gg-
godd-mned hound
pound for pound
you knew the ho when she was f-cking the whole town
she f-cked you and gave your buddies a blow
but your trick -ss fell in love with the ho
tried to change her make her be an angel
you keep putting your d-mn life in danger
fronting n-gg-s about that sl-tty -ss trifling crow
you gotta let a ho be a ho

here’s something that i’d like to know (what?)
why you take that ho, everywhere you go?
you walk around the club wit’ the ho in front
tryin’ to keep up with that nasty -ssed c-nt
you say you’re captain, but yo’ ship she’s sinkin’
as soon as you turn your back, the ho is blinkin’
winkin’ her eye at another n-gg-
but you got her locked down, so you figure
ho wears your jewelry every godd-mned day,
but n-gg-, you just got the ho on display
wouldn’t let her be herself, cause you’s a godd-mned wimp
now you know why hos date pimps
she’s a rhinestone freak 5 days a week,
but you get mad when n-gg-s pop on her -ss
godd-mned sl-tty ho, the bars are loaded
don’t try to change her
you let the ho be a ho!

shes a ho, (d how the f-ck you know?)
every time i see the ho she’s with a new negro
shes the type of ho that’s bound
to wear shorts up her -ss when your friends come around
shes the kinda ho that’ll make you cry
the kinda ho you have to call before you come by
so why do you wanna kill when she says no more
you ain’t the first to be dumped by a godd-mned wh-r-
crazy mother f-ckers fighting over hos
stealing for their -sses and jumping out of windows
if a ho wants out i let her sinky -ss go
cos i’ma let a ho be a ho
-spoken-
willie d: now do y’all follow me so m-th-f-ckin’ far?
geto boys: yeah!
akshen: h-ll yeah. i remember i was with this ho named kim.
let her use my car. b-tch went to go see another n-gg-. i d-mn
near killed that ho!
willie d: i f-cked that ho, man!
akshen: you a mutaf-ckin’ lie!
willie d: i ain’t bullsh-ttin’! didn’t i, bushwick and red?
dj ready red: he went up in that b-tch, man!
bushwick bill: on the for rilla, my n-gg-.
willie d: akshen, i’m telling you man…

i f-cked that ho before you even knew her
made her p-ssy go brrrrr when i stuck my d-ck to her
i knew she was a ho the first time i met her
so i got another ho and took them to the other level of the game
got them high as a kite
and f-cked both of those hoes that godd-mned night
then i sat back and relaxed
as they 69ed and ate each others cats
i dropped them off at home
god d-mn look at this sh-t my wallets gone
the hoes beat me but i left it alone
and used that sh-t as a stepping stone
i played it off the next time i saw the hoe
i just laughed and f-cked her -ss some more
she licked my -ss and sucked my b-lls
and if i see her right now i can get some more
you gotta let a ho be a ho
-spoken-
willie d: yeah, buddy. willie d ain’t gonna let none of these hos
get him down. i ain’t cryin’ or dyin’ over none of you hos. i
ain’t buyin’ you no leather. i ain’t buyin’ you no suede, no
jewelery, no contacts, lee nails. i ain’t buyin’ you no hair, no
makeup, food, none of that good sh-t!
bushwick bill: tell ’em d!

-outro-
you gotta let a ho be a ho.

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