Recipe Of A Hoe

Guess who? The down a*s bitch Boss Speakin' on how ya d**k'll be getting' shot clear the f**k off! If ya keep talkin' that shit 'cuz all bitches ain't hoes And I'm-a be the one to let ya stray a*s know, niggaro So many bitches ya keep a file on 'em' state to state d**k Ya draws got too many motha f**kin' miles on 'em But then again so many fakin' the f**k claimin' they getting' it But on the real they really ain't getting shit Steadily stressin' you knockin' the boots yo nigga please You's a nappy headed havin', hoe a*s rooty poot G And any bitch can see for her damn self Niggas that's talkin' the most shit ain't even buldgin' up under them belts Ya fake a*s wanna be a pimp mother f**ker! Ya heard me right brother, this bitch here don't stutter You no where next to the pimp you wanting to be, oh no Getting your nut on the solo from get go was a no no! Don't even think about steppin' to me see! I'm tellin' ya like it iz nigga I know the f**kin' recipe Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe (Gotta let a hoe be a hoe) Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe (Gotta let a hoe be a hoe) Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe If yous a tramp a*s nigga or no good nigga you get dissed quick! But ain't no tellin' ya know my personalities split I could just gank you for your shit without a warning or f**k it Shoot you now and get all this shit over with by the morning f**k yeah I'm feelin' on full too shit Another reason ya hoe cards pulled fool I'm down with all this shit you poppin' hell f**k Naw I don't wanna put a stoppin' to your hoe hoppin' 'Cuz when ya' runnin' the motha f**kin' streets In between the sheets every week screwin' freak after freak Boss is straight kickin' in the do' at ya crib With enough time to kill a 40 O.Z. that's how I live! Jackin' for cash and jewelry and all that shit Then off to the pawn shop to get another fat a*s grip And that's exactly how it is G on the real tip, tip, tip I know the f**kin' recipe Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe (Gotta let a hoe be a hoe) Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe (Gotta let a hoe be a hoe) Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe (Gotta let a hoe be a hoe) Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe (Gotta let a hoe be a hoe) And ya too cool a*s niggas tickle me ain't nothin' stranger Than you thinkin' that yous a big d**k dangler 'Cuz nothing's goin on but this rent so I wish you would Come with that d**k shit, f**k you and ya' manhood Huh! respect for a nigga, I ain't got it see Perverted a*s rusty bastards, be all musty and shit B Then always wanna hug up you say, "What up?" They ready to stick it in, I ain't no mingler So I'm puttin' up my middle finger yo! I'm through with all the bullshit (Awww bitch eat a d**k up till ya hiccup) Naw trick! Eat this clit up till' ya spit up Ya need to be givin this shit up bet ya didn't know humpin' Everything that wiggle and jiggle will make that d**k shrivel Punks be wit ya on, and on, and on till' the break a dawn Once ya pregnant its a different segment The nigga gone with the quickness! Only thing you'll get from the B Is put quick on the shit list! So to the ladies if you're asking Me how I figure they just some mo No good, pus*y hungry a*s Niggas, niggas, niggas, niggas, niggas Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe (Gotta let a hoe be a hoe) Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe (Gotta let a hoe be a hoe) Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe (Gotta let a hoe be a hoe) Yep ya gotta, yep yep ya gotta Ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe, hoe (Gotta let a hoe be a hoe)