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last mr bigg - hoe check lyrics

hoe check, hoe check
hoe check, hoe check
f-ck n-gg- check, f-ck n-gg- check
b-tches line yo -ss up
hoe check, hoe check
hoe check, hoe check
f-ck n-gg- check, f-ck n-gg- check
b-tches line yo -ss up

mr. bigg’s in da m-th-f-ckin show talking bout these—hoes!!!
let me hear you say- hoes!!!
let me talk about them- hoes!!!
let me hear you say – hoe!!!
let me talk about them-hoes!!!
let me hear you say-hoes!!!
let me talk about them-hoes!!!
let me hear you say-hoe!!!

[verse 1]
i’m out on parole and i’m sittin on swole
the cadillac outside with the mac dee’s and vogues
put the jag in the shop and got the brains blowed out
i keep my brim to the ride with a grill in my mouth
gots some hoes in the backyard they barbequing them stakes
i sippin on that alaze, i’m smoking on that better hay
sittin by the pool with my ray bands on
talkin sh-t to my momma on my cellular phone
askin me when i’m comin back to kali to see her
cuz she know when i come i bring that fiyah -ss reefer
got the gold cuz them hoes got they shoes on my rug
m.o.b. and p.c.p. tearin up them folks club
holla at cha later tell my sister i miss her
tell my niece i’m comin to see her; i’ll be in kali for christmas
if i’m dirty i’m gone drive cuz i want you to know
mr. bigg’s in the m-th-f-ckin show talking bout these- hoes!!!

let me hear you say- hoes!!!
let me talk about them- hoes!!!
let me hear you say – hoe!!!
let me talk about them-hoes!!!
let me hear you say-hoes!!!
let me talk about them-hoes!!!
let me hear you say-hoe!!!

[verse 2]
sh-t!
why do these bustas fall so weak
for these waffle house hoes and these cheap -ss freaks
n-gg-s buying b-tches clothes ???
ya’ll taking this sh-t to far
tryin to make these b-tches starve
they driving round in yo jag while you there selling birds
when you go to the feds she gone kick you to the curve
that’s f-cked up what i heard from yo lil cousin mick
you done bought her all this sh-t, she ain’t even suck yo d-ck
ya’ll p-ssy -ss n-gg-s got this game half backwards
the sh-t done got out of hand, you da hoe and she da man
got yo house, got yo cars, got yo boat, and yo plane
every got d-mn thang in that got d-mn b-tch name
slow down man, i see the dogs and them helicopters
the fed’s around the corner and them bama ???
you jumped off in da game and i want you to know
mr. bigg’s in the m-th-f-ckin show talking bout them- hoes!!!

[verse 3]
i met this b-tch by the strip on a hot night
all up on my d-ck cuz my name be in the spotlight
she had this lil tattoo on her t-tty
already knew my name cuz i be ballin down here
the port city the b-tch had some golds in her mouth
talkin real fly with some fake -ss green eyes
-ss sittin on swole in them guess jeans
talk kinda funny and said she was from new orleans
said she want me to be her main
said she had a spot where i can sale a bunch of cane
i don’t trust no hoes unless we got the same blood
i don’t play no games with them b-tches in the club
b-tches like to try all type of sh-t
be a trick, suck a d-ck and move to the next lick
now b-tch how da f-ck you don’t know
mr. bigg’s in the m-th-f-ckin show-talking bout these-hoes!!!

- last mr bigg lyrics

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