Fuck These Hoez by B.g.
Fuck These Hoez lyrics
I don't sweat no bitches, I only issue dick
I only dick in the splits, I never have been a trick
I label hoes as hoes, you can't be my boo
Bitch, I be home too, so how the fuck I'ma do for you
Alize and Tanquerae had my dick ready, the jelly heavy, greasy
'Cause when it's tight it tease me
'Cause I nut easy, bitch, please me and suck
Ya wanna be greedy, so catch my fuckin' nut
Hoes wanna be my ol lady, have my baby
Bitch ya must be crazy, tryin' to glaze me
Wanna rep, lets see ya play me
Ya get left under daisies ho, if ya tryin' to fade me
My old ho, I had to ex the bitch, she got grazed
When a nigga sprayed, so get on ya way, good day
I ain't no good, I'ma dog anyway that's bout pimpin'
And livin', gots too much game to be slippin'
No trickin', just dickin', pussy, I gots to have it
But before I get money, I supply my fuckin' habit
B.G. jockin'? Never, bitch you cant handle
Have fakes and they done, the bitch gets ass broke
That's how it is, all my hoes get bounced
I knock the pussy out, then I shoot straight for the mouth
It's no doubt, I gets dirty, say bitch, how you figga?
Call me a real ass, dog ass, dick servin' nigga
I don't give a fuck about a ho, 'cause da bitch ain't shit
A ho 'gon be a ho, a bitch 'gon be a bitch
Stay above da ho, don't love da ho
If ya a thug, when it's over, you'll shove da ho
I don't give a fuck about a ho, 'cause da bitch ain't shit
A ho 'gon be a ho, a bitch 'gon be a bitch
Stay above da ho, don't love da ho
If ya a thug, when it's over, you'll shove da ho
Nigga, kill dat conversation bout yo ho you say I fucked
She tryin' to duck, but I fucked and nigga what, you trippin'
On my set and you disrespectin', nigga, better steppin'
Fo' I leave dat ass wet and you upsettin' my fuckin' nerve I relent
That chopper leave you wet and knock yo shit loose in a second
Pussy protectin', I fuck baby mamas in this section
Concert reckin', Bill Board chartin' wit Black Connection
In affect and chopper totin', put ya coke in them niggas
From China bringin' it in on a boat and I snort that dope man
But I ain't broke man, I thought you knew that I dress in black
Who dat, gon' do dat, knock yo crew flat off the top
I get high and shoot back, knock yo crew flat off the top
Don't know why I do that tryin' to get my loot fat
Then I take it to the street, interrupt my paper chasin'
Then I'll take ya to the street ain't no fakin', nigga
I'm erasin' playa hatin', rapin' ya for ya life
Tryin' to earn OG stripes, you hoes know you be feelin' me
Trill nigga, real as can be, yo [unverified] get spilled nigga
Cash Money Records representin' to tha finish beef we winnin'
'Cause we stay spinnin' a binn and no laughin', no grinnin'
No he-he, no bullshittin' respect my mind, I'll put ya life to a endin'
I don't like these messages through these hoes, you be sendin'
Approach me bitch, we both supposed to be men and I got the Mac-10
And the Mac-9 and nigga try me Drama to Cash Money, Hot Boyz
That's a hobby
I don't give a fuck about a ho, 'cause da bitch ain't shit
A ho 'gon be a ho, a bitch 'gon be a bitch
Stay above da ho, don't love da ho
If ya a thug, when it's over, you'll shove da ho
I ain't lovin' no mans daughter, I fuck a ho and ride
I stay high til I die, I lay dat pipe down then bye
You could try to get some snaps, but it ain't no haps
I fuck white, black, Hispanic and Japs, my dick is made of iron
Once it's rock, it's on hit a bag of that bomb, break ya off
Then bring ya home BG and L.T. be teamin' up and trainin'
I toss a ho, he toss a ho, Cash Money, weed and drainin'
Stay in line ho, get ya mind right bitch, keep ya mouth shut
Get smart, nigga off in ya shit, that's how real niggaz play it
All these rookies can't take it, ya'll outdated, CMB can't be faded
Take it how ya wanna, bring it how ya feel
Hardest Hot comin', ho I represent the real
Bat a bitch up, smack a bitch up, get buck, try to rush me
I'll back a bitch up, serve coke by the pound, B.G. get down
V.L. locked up, he'll touch down, my motherfuckin' round
Uptown is where I'm from, V.L. is where we be
A.K.s is what we pack, the title is B.G., head bussin' niggas
Examples we settin', all these fake niggas threatin'
Lettin' these hoes disrespect 'em but I'm checkin' 'em
Fuck these bitches, dick suckin' hoes
These hoes ain't dishin' nothin' but some good mouth
Off top, these bow-lows, ho
Droppin' these bow-lows in these hoes mouth
What, what, what, what, what, what, yeah
Some of these niggas is bitches too
Don't love ya, don't need ya
So, why the fuck would I feed ya?
What's up?
My nigga K.C. got 10 year for doggin' these hoes
76, William B. in this motherfucker
Bet it, man, understand, bet it, man
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