Ying Yang Twins - Hoes
(feat. Jacki-O)
I hate hoes
I hate hoes
I hate hoes
Ooooooh
Chorus:
All these hoes is da muth*fkin same,
Play ya to da left like a muth*fkin lame,
Call yall out yall muth*fkin name,
fk yall lames
I got game!
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
D Roc:
Forreal b*tch, dont take the s**t wrong
Thinkin im nice ill break ya jawbone
Get the fk on
Leave me alone
b*tch you betta go on
See, yall hoes aint optimistic
c*ckblockin girls
U unproper girls
What's tha problem girls
U say ya nigg* hurt ya feelins
Well, hoes done hurt mine
Not once, not twice,
But b*tch all the time
So im a dog to a broad
Have em all cryin,
I done cried before,
That dont make me a hoe
That just show me where my feelins aint supposed to go
See, I got da magic stick ya dumb b*tch
Other nigg* u fk wit, be on some punk s**t
And imma show yall i dont need no help,
Just as soon as i loosen my belt
b*tch!
Chorus:
All these hoes is da muth*fkin same,
Play ya to da left like a muth*fkin lame,
Call yall out yall muth*fkin name,
fk yall lames
I got game!
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
Kane:
I need a moment,
I cant stand girls and hoes
Cause a b*tch is a b*tch and a hoe gon' hoe,
But a woman hold her own
She got her own home
She drive her own car
Buyin drinks at tha bar
Take a nigg* out to eat
Take a nigg* to da mall
Treat a nigg* good
And wash a nigg* draws
But girls aint s**t,
Always talkin s**t
They wanna be tha s**t
But is they s**t? No
And hoes, they fk off the god d*mn chain
Everything and everythang but dont take names
So das a nasty hoe and i cant do s**t wit it
Please get out my face I dont need a case
Yeah, I love yall respectful women
Independent women
I takes em out all the time
But yall hit the baggage need to keep on trackin
I aint speakin I aint talkin to nothin
Cause
Chorus:
All these hoes is da muth*fkin same,
Play ya to da left like a muth*fkin lame,
Call yall out yall muth*fkin name,
fk yall lames
I got game!
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
Jacki-O:
Just keep my name out ya mouth
Before ya find out how a down south hoe wil' out
You a hata, she a hata, three a hata, fo'
Everywhere i go i see some hatin as* hoes
Seven bell, jazze bell, never monotonous
?? be hot because my deeper asophagus
Still they wanna bone me, smile, and phone me,
Laugh cuz soon as i turn my back they stab it
Learn to play fair
Stop tryin to care
Ten hoes to one nigg*,
b*tch, learn to share
Baby, you dead as* broke
For hatin on the rich chicks
See how i flow?
b*tch, put it on ya wish list
Two seater wit tha chill on
My baby daddy put tha grill on
Fixin to put tha heels on
Chrome spokes wit da low pros
And tha trunk funk blows up the cedar on the dashboard
Chorus:
All these hoes is da muth*fkin same,
Play ya to da left like a muth*fkin lame,
Call yall out yall muth*fkin name,
fk yall lames
I got game!
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
I hate hoes, hoes hate me
This is the mens national anthem for this year
All yall real women,
Yall can sing this s**t too
If u a hoe and u hate another hoe,
U can sing this s**t too
If u a b*tch and u hate and b*tch,
U can sing this s**t too
So everybody gon' sing this s**t
I hate hoes, they hate me too
Yup
Yup
Yup
Yup
Yup
b*tch!
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