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(feat. David Banner, Lil Ron & Redd) (*talking*) For the hoe ass niggas This for the niggas, hoe ass niggas Look at the nigga right next to you, look at him Is he real, is that nigga real, is that girl real Is that girl real, huh [Chorus 1] He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe If that nigga owe you money, he a hoe She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe If that hoe won't let you fuck, she a hoe He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe If he don't wanna sell you weed, he a hoe She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe If she don't wanna give you head, she a hoe [Lil' Flip] They call me Thunder Cat, cause I got so many hoes They call me cookie man, cause I sold so many o's Did a lot of shows, made a lot of cash Slid out the Benz, jumped in a jag Jumped out the Jag, then I hopped in a Hummer Guess what I drop, underground this summer Letras de cancionesBut get ready, for the shit about to hit the air And bitch you ain't smoking endo, so I don't care [Chorus] [Lil Ron] Say Flip, look at all these hoes Some are girls, but its niggas also I'm tired of getting attention, when walking in places Niggas is hating, I'm fin to hurt they faces Change the paces, winning the races Money I'm making, cookies a nigga baking Feeling my status, above average Lil Ron be ready for all that static [Lil' Flip] We got automatics, nigga we still thuggin' Nigga we still hustlin', all the hoes still loving The way that we flowing, the cars that we driving The way that we hustle, that's the way we surviving Going to shows, going to clubs Riding on Blaze, riding on Dubs We from the south, we country as hell Y'all smoking that brown weed, we got that funky smell The dro and the do-do, the blueberry endo Riding on low-lows (Flip there go the po-pos) Step out, let me see your license And your insurance (nah, cause) [Chorus 2] You a hoe, you a hoe, you a hoe, you a hoe If the laws pull you over, he a hoe She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe If she want child support, she a hoe He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe If he fucked up your car, he a hoe She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe If she tear up your Bentley she a hoe [Redd] I ain't never been the type, to be in love with a hoe Instead I'm trying to leave, out the club with a hoe A basket case, I spit in a bastard's face Walk in, crash the party, and trash the place Fuck it I tried to tell em, some niggas wouldn't like it Too bad, you should of seen it coming like a psychic Then its, back to the Benz that's sitting on chrome men Waving at the hoes, yelling aiight then [Chorus 1] [David Banner] Ki's from over seas, for me that's just some cain 30 g's and robbing lanes, that's just some change Bows from them hoes, you know, that's just them thangs Listen to my pimp game, listen to my pimp game Yeah fuck em, my nuts let em suck em and let em go Mississippi, p-p-p-pimping, mayne fa sho Coming down, gripping grain up on the do' On the flo man you slow, and not knowing that she's a hoe You give her all your feelings, she giving me all your do' I'm shopping all day, for Polo and hydro Weed greed man, her pussy is what you need I'll fuck her in the puss, she giving you all them seeds [Lil' Flip] All my down south niggas get crunk (get crunk) And all my eastcoast niggas get crunk (get crunk) All the westcoast niggas get crunk (get crunk) All the up North niggas get crunk (get crunk) All the midwest niggas get crunk (get crunk) All the K.C. niggas get crunk (get crunk) All the H-Town niggas get crunk (get crunk) All the Pensacola niggas get crunk (get crunk) [Redd] Whenever you see a hoe, point em out (point em out) Whenever you see a hoe, point em out (point em out) Even if you know a hoe, point em out (point em out) Whenever you see a hoe, point em out (point em out) [David Banner] All my Mississippi niggas get crunk (get crunk) All my Mississippi niggas get crunk (get crunk) All my Mississippi niggas get crunk (get crunk) (*talking*) That's all I know my nigga, nah for real though Baton Rouge, you know I'm talkin bout Oklahoma coming down and L.A. From Letras Mania