(feat. Buddy Roe)
Beep!
[Trick Daddy]
I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it
'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic
Old material b****
Gold-digging for them tender d***s
A real n**** never give you s*** Biotch
Born and raised in the m************ projects ho
Getting money by at the pak Jam, by the back door
Wearing them shorts up your a** with a tube top
Letting n***** stick they fingers all in the c***
p**** all big and wet, looking good and s***
Smelling like dead fish
And every week it's the same s*** you and that lil s***
And every time I see you, you got to have d***
You wants mo' respect
You gets no respect
And all you want is some hardcore s**
1, 2, 3, yes you know
4, 5, 6, 7 n***** in your hole
Back-to-back from the back, head and all
Doo-doo brown and licked his hairy a** b****
In the streets late-night me, you, and all my boys
What I'm thinking 'bout honey bun (honey bun)
You got the n**** running up in you
Shake it like "Naww, I'm not trying to do you"
No good freak, is the same but I love you
I'm off in you skin-deep m*********** let's do it again sometimes you like that, huh?
The next nut going out for your grandma
You'se a ho but you can't help it 'cause you don't know it
I figure you'se a hoe but you can't help it, 'cause you don't know it
Oh, Oh, Ho
You'se a hoe but you can't help it, 'cause you don't know it
[Buddy Roe]
Stupid b**** you done dropped out of high school
But who's the fool?
You'se a prime example
You met a n**** named Mike
at the nice Lexus lane looking like grands for the night
Times are hard, you scared, your rent is due
It aint no limit to the s*** you do
You making records in the studio
Telling me it aint who you know it's who you blow
Sheit,
I'll hit you up for a g*******
Have you doing strange thangs for some small change
Keeping it real
f****** with the wrong pops
Longshoreman on the dock
Head, booty and c***
You get what he got
Shooting tech to his whole cat
Took him home let him hit you from the back
With tax because it's like that
I figure you'se a Ho Ho Ho
You can't trust
A b**** with a big b***
You get the guts, then tell that ho to keep in touch
Jimmy-up when I bust her
f***** her
HIV can't trust her
I got too much to lose
Cash rules
Protect the family jewels
Yeah,
And I ain't going out like Easy
Believe me
A n**** disease free
[Chorus]
[Trick Daddy]
Had another baby, blame it on the same n****
Reason being is seeing that he's a dope dealin
b****, you'se a fiend you want d***
You wan't much flow,
But I can't pay you ho
You dissed Trick,
And now you on the hitlist
I dogged you out, and now you getting d*** s***
I told my boys
That you make much noise
And you like getting off with those s** toys
A bunch of high school hos at the Goom-Bay*
They got they drawers in they hands like it's okay
They got all the n***** jockin 'cause they c*** fat
The young hoes turning heads 'cause they got back
Now, they finer than them hos off TV
But, they f****** every n**** on fifteenth
So I figgaaaaaaa
You'se a Ho Ho Ho
[Chorus]
Ho Ho Ho
[Chorus with variation untill the end]
Beep!
[Trick Daddy]
I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it
'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic
Old material b****
Gold-digging for them tender d***s
A real n**** never give you s*** Biotch
Born and raised in the m************ projects ho
Getting money by at the pak Jam, by the back door
Wearing them shorts up your a** with a tube top
Letting n***** stick they fingers all in the c***
p**** all big and wet, looking good and s***
Smelling like dead fish
And every week it's the same s*** you and that lil s***
And every time I see you, you got to have d***
You wants mo' respect
You gets no respect
And all you want is some hardcore s**
1, 2, 3, yes you know
4, 5, 6, 7 n***** in your hole
Back-to-back from the back, head and all
Doo-doo brown and licked his hairy a** b****
In the streets late-night me, you, and all my boys
What I'm thinking 'bout honey bun (honey bun)
You got the n**** running up in you
Shake it like "Naww, I'm not trying to do you"
No good freak, is the same but I love you
I'm off in you skin-deep m*********** let's do it again sometimes you like that, huh?
The next nut going out for your grandma
You'se a ho but you can't help it 'cause you don't know it
I figure you'se a hoe but you can't help it, 'cause you don't know it
Oh, Oh, Ho
You'se a hoe but you can't help it, 'cause you don't know it
[Buddy Roe]
Stupid b**** you done dropped out of high school
But who's the fool?
You'se a prime example
You met a n**** named Mike
at the nice Lexus lane looking like grands for the night
Times are hard, you scared, your rent is due
It aint no limit to the s*** you do
You making records in the studio
Telling me it aint who you know it's who you blow
Sheit,
I'll hit you up for a g*******
Have you doing strange thangs for some small change
Keeping it real
f****** with the wrong pops
Longshoreman on the dock
Head, booty and c***
You get what he got
Shooting tech to his whole cat
Took him home let him hit you from the back
With tax because it's like that
I figure you'se a Ho Ho Ho
You can't trust
A b**** with a big b***
You get the guts, then tell that ho to keep in touch
Jimmy-up when I bust her
f***** her
HIV can't trust her
I got too much to lose
Cash rules
Protect the family jewels
Yeah,
And I ain't going out like Easy
Believe me
A n**** disease free
[Chorus]
[Trick Daddy]
Had another baby, blame it on the same n****
Reason being is seeing that he's a dope dealin
b****, you'se a fiend you want d***
You wan't much flow,
But I can't pay you ho
You dissed Trick,
And now you on the hitlist
I dogged you out, and now you getting d*** s***
I told my boys
That you make much noise
And you like getting off with those s** toys
A bunch of high school hos at the Goom-Bay*
They got they drawers in they hands like it's okay
They got all the n***** jockin 'cause they c*** fat
The young hoes turning heads 'cause they got back
Now, they finer than them hos off TV
But, they f****** every n**** on fifteenth
So I figgaaaaaaa
You'se a Ho Ho Ho
[Chorus]
Ho Ho Ho
[Chorus with variation untill the end]