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dj paul & juicy j - break a hoe lyrics

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[hook/samples]
pimp playa, hoe layer, money makin’ b-tch breaker
see a hoe, break a hoe
[verse 1: koopsta knicca]
comin’ straight outta north memphis
i’m stickin’ them teflons in yo phonky -ss
scandalous is that koopsta knicca
makin’ them stangs in a ski mask
bustas they try me
they (?) i’m like dyin’
i’m bombin’ (?) with them bullet lead
creepin’ on b-tches, i’m stangin’ (?) infrared (?)
my nig i f-ck you up, you better to duck
i’m coocoo for them mega buck
pockets are bigger, the koopsta the knicca
just makin’ a b-tch make me rich
i make them stangs, i split them brains
my filas up yo -ss mane
got you b-tches like runnin’ a (?)
north memphis all on yo phonky -ss
fiendin’ to make my pockets fat
… b-tches who sellin’ that crack
no (?) for yo (?)
the koopsta stangin’ (?) car jack
and i ain’t rollin’, juice involved
i’m d-gg-n’ all you phonky hoes
if i can’t hit this up my d-ck
cause a b-tch can’t do sh-t but make me rich
for you n-gg-s with some anna
i got a nine that you can’t handle
(what’s up fool?) -pop pop-
that’s my f-ckin’ answer b-tch
f-ck (?) trick and talk they -ss off
(?) tickets to yo creds …
[hook/samples]
pimp playa, hoe layer, money makin’ b-tch breaker
see a hoe, break a hoe

[verse 2: koopsta knicca]
n-gg- should finna be droppin’ the green
i’m down with the koopsta ain’t comin’ clean
i’m makin’ them stangs, i’m splittin’ they brains
so i’m droppin’ these b-tches off somethin’ mane
b-tches be testin’ my pimpin’
as if i really was a babbage n-gg-
comin’ straight outta that north for real-la
the koopsta knicca’s a cap peeler
throw ’em out like dracula
b-tch this time it’s a psycho man
the bl–dy glock mister
blood stuck in the chest
b-tch the koopsta the knicca’s a scandalous
winter, spring, summer, fall oh fella
i’m creepin’ in all types of weather
knockin’ these b-tches like down in a ditch
break a b-tch quick, i love this sh-t
i break my f-ckin’ black back
slangin’ crack up on that dope track
my b-tch tried to keep my sh-t
trick so i dropped off something like that
stupid b-izz-itch with that sh-izz-it
l-izz-ead caliber, n-gg- dizzy
murder-murder, redrum, body numb in a ditch trick
with a bunch of b-tches wrapped up in some plastic
they got blasted
i take yo sh-t and sorry b-tch, you gets no f-ckin’ casket
nothin’ but some bullet lead stuck in your motherf-ckin’ head
triple 6 engraved in red got you busta b-tches scared

[hook/samples]
pimp playa, hoe layer, money makin’ b-tch breaker
see a hoe, break a hoe

- dj paul juicy j lyrics

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