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q strange - slap dat hoe lyrics

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you don’t know when to shut your mouth

sometimes i wanna punch you out

keep runnin’ that f-ckin’ mouth

i’ll sit here and just shut you out

but i can only listen to that b-tchin’ and that screamin’

only so f-ckin’ long, ’til i’m possessed by the demons

and i snap and i grab a stupid b-tch by her throat

then i smack that broad silly yeah i crack f-ckin’ hoess

yeah i know “what a tough guy he hits little chicks”

d-mn straight, she talkin’ sh-t, i punch that b-tch in her lip

see man, woman or child, ain’t n0body disrespecting me

grab a spoon, give that b-tch a homemade hystirectomy

she gettin’ me vexxed to the point of no control

closed fist, hit that b-tch all about her coated nose

you should be f-ckin’ thankful, that i even date you

instead you so ungrateful, i swear to god, i hate you

i doubt you even faithful, b-tch i don’t care what they do

you talkin’ sh-t to me it’s dangerous and sometimes fatal

at the beginning it was lovey dovey, mushy stuff

now it’s like i swear you really wanna get your p-ssy punched

that’s right b-tch what? you wanna keep talkin’ tough

i’ll give you a f-ckin’ uppercut to your c-nt you dumb sl-t

i wanna tap that -ss, don’t come up with these excuses

that your tired, on the rag and your -ss still has bruises

from the last time i shoved the mop handle in your r-ct-m

even your mom was like “girl you gotta learn to respect him”

if she shows disrespect
slap that hoe
if she gettin’ you upset
slap that hoe
if she throws another fit
slap that hoe
hit that b-tch ’til she don’t talk smack no mo
if she keeps talkin’ sh-t
slap that hoe
if she actin’ like a b-tch
slap that hoe
if she needs to get hit
then slap that hoe
hit that b-tch ’til she don’t talk smack no mo

when i’m walkin’ in the door smellin’ like booze and perfume

don’t trip, don’t flip, just get back in the room

don’t wile out, buggin’, askin’ where the f-ck i been

throw your hands like that again, and b-tch i’ll hit you with a wrench

lookin’ tough as if ya bouncin’, you gonna leave me here abandoned?

ya needa stop readin’ them domestic violence pamphlets

no independant woman, you’re a codependant b-tch

you need to get it through your skull, without me you ain’t sh-t!

what you think, it doesn’t matter

what you scream, it ain’t important

in one ear and out the other, b-tch your words are all distorted

understand that what you say, all i hears a chicken cluck

yappin’, runnin’ ya trap and b-tch i still don’t give a f-ck

so i’mma tell you one more time before i closed fist punch you

shut your rat lips b-tch, i don’t care, f-ck you

you got somethin’ to say?

i’ll pipe that punk right in his face

you gotta show tough love and put these b-tches in their place

if she shows disrespect
slap that hoe
if she gettin’ you upset
slap that hoe
if she throws another fit
slap that hoe
hit that b-tch ’til she don’t talk smack no mo
if she keeps talkin’ sh-t
slap that hoe
if she actin’ like a b-tch
slap that hoe
if she needs to get hit
then slap that hoe
hit that b-tch ’til she don’t talk smack no mo

you want a man whos not violent now with sensitivity

why you datin’ q-strange? go see talib kwali

don’t you listen to my sh-t? i get possessive when rejected

and when times are gettin’ hectic and i’m feelin’ disrespected

i get violent and i act out, i snap and just black out

so stop runnin’ that mouth, you’re about to get slapped down

back down, don’t fight back, it only makes it worse

ain’t no self defense, don’t matter if i hit you first

you drive me up a f-ckin’ wall and i can’t even hear you speak

it’s hard to b-tch me out when my b-tch ain’t got no t–th

you used to be so sweet ’til the day you started b-tchin’

get the f-ck outta my grill and just get back into the kitchen

cook, clean, give head, get the f-ck out of my bed

b-tch you heard what i said, you know what you’ll get instead

get your hands outta my face before i really knock you out

hit that b-tch with a brick, she only weighs a hundred pounds

send her flyin’ through the wall, toss her out a picture window

want an understanding man? go f-ck dr. phil hoe

i’ve had it with your sh-t, i can’t stand the way you actin’

time to stop your little screamin’ and just start punchin’ and slappin’

seems that’s the only way that i can get it in your brain

it’s like i just love to hate you, man that sh-t drives me insane

you don’t think that a man should ever have to raise a hand b-tch?

then go wash my drawers, make your man a ham sandwich

do what i say, everyday just obey

and i won’t have to hit you with a crystal -ss tray

you ain’t never gonna leave, you always seem to come back

daddy’s little c-m rag full of love for the sc-mbag

if she shows disrespect
slap that hoe
if she gettin’ you upset
slap that hoe
if she throws another fit
slap that hoe
hit that b-tch ’til she don’t talk smack no mo
if she keeps talkin’ sh-t
slap that hoe
if she actin’ like a b-tch
slap that hoe
if she needs to get hit
then slap that hoe
hit that b-tch ’til she don’t talk smack no mo

stupid b-tch
woah!
watch your mouth pig

- q strange lyrics

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