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boss - recipe of a hoe lyrics

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guess who? the down -ss b-tch boss
speakin’ on how ya d-ck’ll be getting’ shot clear the f-ck off!
if ya keep talkin’ that sh-t ‘cuz all b-tches ain’t hoes
and i’m-a be the one to let ya stray -ss know, n-gg-ro

so many b-tches ya keep a file on ’em’ state to state d-ck
ya draws got too many motha f-ckin’ miles on ’em
but then again so many fakin’ the f-ck claimin’ they getting’ it
but on the real they really ain’t getting sh-t

steadily stressin’ you knockin’ the boots yo n-gg- please
you’s a nappy headed havin’, hoe -ss rooty poot g
and any b-tch can see for her d-mn self
n-gg-s that’s talkin’ the most sh-t ain’t even buldgin’ up under them belts

ya fake -ss wanna be a pimp mother f-cker!
ya heard me right brother, this b-tch here don’t stutter
you no where next to the pimp you wanting to be, oh no
getting your nut on the solo from get go was a no no!

don’t even think about steppin’ to me see!
i’m tellin’ ya like it iz n-gg-
i know the f-ckin’ recipe

yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe

if yous a tramp -ss n-gg- or no good n-gg- you get dissed quick!
but ain’t no tellin’ ya know my personalities split
i could just gank you for your sh-t without a warning or f-ck it
shoot you now and get all this sh-t over with by the morning

f-ck yeah i’m feelin’ on full too sh-t
another reason ya hoe cards pulled fool
i’m down with all this sh-t you poppin’ h-ll f-ck naw
i don’t wanna put a stoppin’ to your hoe hoppin’

‘cuz when ya’ runnin’ the motha f-ckin’ streets
in between the sheets every week screwin’ freak after freak
boss is straight kickin’ in the do’ at ya crib
with enough time to kill a 40 o.z. that’s how i live!

jackin’ for cash and jewelry and all that sh-t
then off to the p-wn shop to get another fat -ss grip
and that’s exactly how it is g on the real tip, tip, tip
i know the f-ckin’ recipe

yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(gotta let a hoe be a hoe)

yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(gotta let a hoe be a hoe)

and ya too cool -ss n-gg-s tickle me ain’t nothin’ stranger
than you thinkin’ that yous a big d-ck dangler
‘cuz nothing’s goin on but this rent so i wish you would
come with that d-ck sh-t, f-ck you and ya’ manhood

huh! respect for a n-gg-, i ain’t got it see
perverted -ss rusty b-st-rds, be all musty and sh-t b
then always wanna hug up you say, “what up?”
they ready to stick it in, i ain’t no mingler
so i’m puttin’ up my middle finger yo!

i’m through with all the bullsh-t
(awww b-tch eat a d-ck up till ya hiccup)
naw trick! eat this cl-t up till’ ya spit up
ya need to be givin this sh-t up bet ya didn’t know humpin’
everything that wiggle and jiggle will make that d-ck shrivel

punks be wit ya on, and on, and on till’ the break a dawn
once ya pregnant its a different segment
the n-gg- gone with the quickness!
only thing you’ll get from the b
is put quick on the sh-t list!

so to the ladies if you’re asking
me how i figure they just some mo
no good, p-ssy hungry -ss
n-gg-s, n-gg-s, n-gg-s, n-gg-s, n-gg-s

yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(gotta let a hoe be a hoe)

yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta
ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe
(gotta let a hoe be a hoe)

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