tru – fuck them hoes lyrics
[master p]
yeah heh heh
y’all ain’t think i was gonna make somethin’ for y’all
funky hoes this year, this is for y’all p-ssy poppin’, shake that -ss
goin’ to the club, borrowin’ skirt, goose neck
once a month draws changin’, funky -ss hoes
yeah y’all funky b-tches heh
all y’all b-tches tryin’ get me for my money
y’all gonna end up with nothin’ but d-ck and pounds of milk b-tch
ha ha yeah, i done hooked back up with my little cousin mo b d-ck
y’all might know him as pullin’ rank
but we ’bout to do this sh-t
we layin’ the beats down real thick
and i’m about to get nasty stupid with you funky hoes
[master p]
i’m jumpin’ on you b-tches cause you hoes got me mad
and all you money hungry hoes y’all can kiss my -ss
tryin’ play a playa for his wallet like a b-tch
i told you all you mother f-ckin’ b-tches suck d-ck
cause all hoes suck d-ck
[mia x]
you ain’t talkin to me
[master p]
yeah i’m talkin to you b-tch
but your p-ssy f-ckin’ stank
and stop washin’ your draws in the motherf-ckin fish tank
you need to get a life, go find a job b-tch
stop suckin’ the n-gg- d-ck just to get your nails fixed
how many licks in a mother f-ckin’ lollypop
she’ll call you maxwell
b-tch will suck me till the last drop
don’t blame it on the drank and the weed b-tch
you and harry are gettin’ on your f-ckin’ knees trick
from your sister momma auntie daughter g
i know your -ss back in the mail for me
now your hustlin’ bustin’ your -ss for sh-t
cause ain’t no n-gg- in the hood gettin’ your hair fixed
you’re just an old perpetratin’ d-ck suckin’ b-tch
and i’m a let you hoes know who you f-ckin’ with
that m-a-s-t-e-r to the p b-tch
f-ckin’ with us killas
i’m a drop you to your knees trick
think your -ss played me like a mother f-ckin’ dog hoe
i’m a leave your -ss dropped dead on the floor ha ha
[chorus:]
f-ck them hoes
f-ck you funky hoes
f-ck them hoes
f-ck you funky hoes
f-ck them hoes
f-ck you funky hoes
f-ck them hoes
f-ck you funky hoes
cause a b-tch will tell you anything to kick it black
[silkk the shocker]
once a hoe, always a hoe
how you gonna tell a n-gg- you don’t suck d-ck no more
sh-t, you b-tches know y’all hoes can serve that
talkin’ bout i don’t do that type of sh-t
how many times a n-gg- heard that
yeah i’m a pay you some money but ya gotta wait until the mornin hoe
but i’ll be like sideways before you start yawnin’ though
i don’t love these b-tches, i never did, never will though
we gonna put it down me and p on you clown hoes
d-gg-n’ b-tches from the south to the west coast
havin’ hoes stuck like some dope-fiend without a dope
don’t ask silkk for sh-t
cause i ain’t got nuttin’ but d-ck and some bubblegum
fresh out of gum she gonna want some d-ck
come over here and get you some
[chorus:]
f-ck them hoes
f-ck you funky hoes
f-ck them hoes
f-ck you funky hoes
f-ck them hoes
f-ck you funky hoes
cause a b-tch will tell you anything to kick it black
[mia x]
i’ve had just about enough from you immature sh-t talkers
claim you pimpin’ hoes and reppin’ on your d-cks
but really bustin’ nuts like water, balloons in your hands
i gives a d-mn about you c-m catchers
and i betcha thought that it was just another dog a b-tch rhyme
but mia keeps it on her mind and i don’t mind tryin’
a whole heap of n-gg-s runnin’ off at the p-ssy eaters
sisters don’t give a f-ck about you and we d-mn sure don’t need ya
frontin’ -ss always tryin’ clown
but be the main mother f-cker havin’ dinner downtown
mounds of n-gg-s talkin’ ’bout who got a funky cat
but that’s because the fact is that their nose be in the crack
yeah reppin’ on your d-ck b-tch you needs to be smacked
cause doin’ that ride is like sittin’ on a tic tac
black mother f-ckers always quick to trip
but know they came up on welfare and sh-t
food stamps, medicade and commodities
section 8 in projects so how you knockin’ me
and claimin’ you don’t trip b-tch you know you breaks me off
before you give your boys or your messy -ss moan
at salon shoppin’ mall and nail shop here i go
once my p-ssy hairs leave your teeth lookin’ like a piano
so, i don’t give a f-ck about them n-gg-s
talkin’ that sh-t cause you know you gonna pay a b-tch
so playa you can talk what you want to yo n-gg-s
but when it all boils down you know your
b-tch -ss gonna pay a b-tch
i said i don’t give a f-ck about you n-gg-s
talkin’ that sh-t cause you know you gonna pay a b-tch
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