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quelle chris - hot n crusty lyrics

[intro]
at least i didn’t call her a b-tch

[verse 1: cavalier]
hey, ho
hey
hey, ho
i see you
i got the eye of horus, it could be you
and, yes, i said: “ho”
it’s not to offend, we all know what it is
it’s no need to pretend
you smell like hoe-pourri, wear well your hoe-siery
a detention hoe with a vibe like: “notice me” (notice me)
yeah, we noticed you
your beaver so eager p-ssy came with footnotes
it’s nickname: wikipedia
pro hoes wash up
or at least try to dabble when n-ggas try to squad up
you with the raw stuff
we had a nice time in the stall with no room for [?]

[chorus]
hey, yo, cav
you talkin’ ’bout that stanky, musty–ss hoe? (uh huh)
that hot n crusty -ss hoe? (you got that right)
i al bundy that hoe
i doug funnie that hoe
pimp c and bun b that hoe
cam’ron and dougie that hoe
i’on’ give n’an money to that hoe
give n’an money to that hoe
i’on’ give n’an money to that hoe
give n’an money to that hoe
i’on’ give n’an money to that hoe
give n’an money to that hoe

[verse 2: quelle chris]
once a freak, always, regardless
met her buying tank tops in target
she was buying tank tops at target
so, she bought us tank tops at target
she smelled it, dealt it, i nearly farted
i beat it up, ate it up and departed
she would call me “quallay”, i ain’t correct her
i would call her “whats-her-face” and just text her
i knew other brothers hittin’ at the same time
and a few brothers gettin’ in the same line
so many fish in the sea, lake, moat, pond
don’t need to waste all your day chasin’ prawns

[chorus]
you talkin’ ’bout that stanky, musty–ss hoe? (uh huh)
that hot n crusty -ss hoe? (you got that right)
i’ll al bundy that hoe
i’ll doug funnie that hoe
pimp c and bun b that hoe
cam’ron and dougie that hoe
i’on’ give n’an money to that hoe
i’on’ give n’an money to that hoe
i’on’ give n’an money to that hoe
i’on’ give n’an money to that hoe

[verse 3: fresh daily]
check it out
straight hair up on her chin, straight her up on her nipple
booty like a stripper, [?] her face full of pimples
godd-mn, baby girl, get your baby out the rain
still a baby yourself, how you gon’ maintain?
i ain’t your baby daddy
how do i explain?
she would come into my store on 233rd
real flirty, hair dirty, definition of “bird” (word)
she kinda look like rihanna if rihanna was broke and she run to guyana
never let it be said that i’m a primadonna
swing low like chariots or even peter parker
hoes got rid-ckimous, they’ll figure it out
usually end up with a fat-
paycheck
’cause at the end of the day we all bad

[chorus]
not me
yo, fresh, you talkin’ ’bout that stanky, crusty–ss hoe? (that hoe)
that hot n musty -ss hoe? (yeah)
i’ma al bundy that hoe (that hoe)
i’ma doug funnie that hoe (that hoe)
i’ma pimp c and bun b that hoe (that hoe)
cam’ron and dougie that hoe (that hoe)
i’on’ give n’an money to that hoe
give d-mn money to that hoe (no money to that hoe)
i’on’ give n’an money to that hoe
not a godd-mn cent to that hoe
i’on’ give n’an money to that hoe
one c-ckin’ cent to that hoe
sh-t

[outro]
i’ll doug funnie that hoe
pimp c and bun b that hoe
i don’t even know why you doin’ that
you know what i mean?
i ain’t, i ain’t down with hoes and, uh
(no?)
no

- quelle chris lyrics

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