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lord infamous - these hoes lyrics

[hook: lord infamous] x2
like my n-gga chuck say, yo, and i quote
these hoes, these hoes, these hoes, these hoes

[verse 1: lord infamous]
infamous, when i’m approachin’ a b-tch
i don’t come at that ho with no chivalry
i’m having that b-tch going off and d-mn
must a b-tch have all my dough on delivery?
might as well get the sh-t out of your head
no escape, you can’t get yourself rid of this g
so walk yo’ -ss on down that boulevard, b-tch
and don’t come back unless you got all of my cheese
i will pull out this d-mn .44 mag
and i will give your f-ckin’ head injury
ho, i must tell ya, i won’t lose no d-mn sleep
after givin’ yo’ head a crease
keyser soze is a savage, h-ll no man
i’m more like a rabbit, this african beast
and when i start grippin’ this f-ckin’ mac-90
i will leave your body d-mn scattered in pieces

[hook: lord infamous] x2
like my n-gga chuck say, yo, and i quote
these hoes, these hoes, these hoes, these hoes

[verse 2: la chat]
these n-ggas think they pimpin’ but really, they be the b-tches
won’t you tell the truth? you and your friend is on my trick list
chat, i be the pimp, i be the mack, all that
i be the b-tch you buyin’ them lacs
be that b-tch you brang them stacks, yeah
and i don’t love you boy, you already know the business
i barely like you but i love your finger-l1ckin’
yeah, you the baller type, you wanna make a b-tch a wife
you ain’t my type, i give you a night, that’s if you payin’ right
your credit card the only thing that makes my nipple hard
i swear you rather catch a charge before you let me charge
cause i’m a dirty b-tch, f-ck that sh-t, might charge the trick
and, if his b-tch -ss wanna f-ck, then charge his -ss to jack his d-ck
see, i get paper from these n-ggas on a daily basis
and i’on’t f-ck ’em but i’m quick to ride these n-ggas’ faces
la chat that b-tch, i know you heard of me, lame
i’m acceptin’ applications, won’t you come be my mane?

[verse 3: lord infamous]
to say the least
i’m showin’ a once-a-month bleedin’ b-tch no sympathy
turn her upside down and shake it up till it all is empty
scarecrow can show you no pity, punk-b-tch
i want your punk -ss pantyless
murderous memphis maniac
and i love to take hoes’ innocence
bounce some pimpin’ on some gangsta sh-t
what’s a relationship?
send a b-tch across the country
to bring back my f-ckin’ grip
i can give a f-ck about your sad -ss puppy dog eyes
b-tch, you better get somewhere
and open up your f-ckin’ thighs

[hook: lord infamous] x2
like my n-gga chuck say, yo, and i quote
these hoes, these hoes, these hoes, these hoes

- lord infamous lyrics

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