Killin U Hoes Lyrics

Ah ah ah yep yep yep

The baddest bitch is back,
I'm back part 2, part 2
I'm reloaded and im killin you hoes

[Chorus: x2]
You see dat outfit bitch
Im killin you hoes

Cute face and a*s swoll
Im killin you hoes

I got the best pus*y out
Im killin you hoes

And ain't non you can do about
Im killin you hoes

I don't care what a bitch think or how a hoe feel
Cause ain't nann one of you hoes payin my bills
And ain't nann one of you hoes fina buy me a crib
And ain't nann one of you hoes fina get me a whip

I know I must make a lot of ya'll hoes sick
And all I can tell you hoes, get used to it bitch!

Cause Ms. Trina the baddest as it f**kin get
And I don't sweat niggas and I don't fight over d**k

So while you f**kin for free, im tryna get rich
And don't you cross that line cause i get hot quick
And if you do its gonna be me & u up in this bitch
And Im gonna show you why they call me the baddest bitch

[Chorus x2]

You see dat outfit bitch (bitch)
And you know what it costs

Look at how my a*s poke out when I walk
Cause your nigga wanna f**k me it ain't my fault
And my pus*y sit up real nice in ma shorts

Hate or love it, cause you broke hoes gonna talk
And I can go in any club and shut that bitch down
And I can come to your city and make it my town
So when you see me hoe you better smile and don't frown

Cause I got a couple of my dawgs that ready to clamp
And you'd be best off sittin your tired a*s down
And all you jealous a*s hoes better move round
And ask these hoes in Dade how it gets down

[Chorus x2]

The topic of discussion, I can f**k whoever I want
Look at me bitch I got everything you hoes want
I can f**k a nigga in the Bentley or a nigga in the dump
You get your money in pieces I get mines in a lump

You only ballin on weekends,
I'm ballin the whole month
I'm just a hood bitch,
rich suburbia cash,
a little fly a*s chick who got alota cla*s

I wanna spend your money nigga and put mine in a stash
You got me f**ked up cause Trina gonna have the last laugh
Get your hustling hoe, look like your doin bad

You lost alota weight shit, you fallin off fast
I feel sorry for ya' might let you borrow some a*s

[Chorus x2]