Ying Yang Twins
Ying Yang Twins - Hoes lyrics
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I hate hoes I hate hoes I hate hoes Ooooooh All these hoes is da muthafuckin same, Play ya to da left like a muthafuckin lame, Call yall out yall muthafuckin name, Fuck 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 Forreal bitch, dont take the shit wrong Thinkin im nice ill break ya jawbone Get the fuck on Leave me alone Bitch you betta go on See, yall hoes aint optimistic Cockblockin bitches U unproper bitches What's tha problem bitches U say ya nigga hurt ya feelins Well, hoes done hurt mine Not once, not twice, But bitch 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 bitch Other nigga u fuck wit, be on some punk shit And imma show yall i dont need no help, Just as soon as i loosen my belt BITCH! All these hoes is da muthafuckin same, Play ya to da left like a muthafuckin lame, Call yall out yall muthafuckin name, Fuck 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 I need a moment, I cant stand bitches and hoes Cause a bitch is a bitch 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 nigga out to eat Take a nigga to da mall Treat a nigga good And wash a nigga draws But bitches aint shit, Always talkin shit They wanna be tha shit But is they shit? No And hoes, they fuck off the god damn chain Everything and everythang but dont take names So das a nasty hoe and i cant do shit 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 All these hoes is da muthafuckin same, Play ya to da left like a muthafuckin lame, Call yall out yall muthafuckin name, Fuck 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 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 ass hoes Seven bell, jazze bell, never my ?? ?? be hot because my deeper asophagus Still they run up on me, smile, and phone me, Laugh cuz soon as i turn my back they stab it Learn to play fair Stop tryin to care Two hoes to one nigga, Bitch, learn to share Baby, you dead ass broke For hatin on the rich chicks See how i flow? Bitch, 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 All these hoes is da muthafuckin same, Play ya to da left like a muthafuckin lame, Call yall out yall muthafuckin name, Fuck 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 shit too If u a hoe and u hate another hoe, U can sing this shit too If u a bitch and u hate and bitch, U can sing this shit too So everybody gon' sing this shit I hate hoes, they hate me too Yup Yup Yup Yup Yup BITCH!