Ho's

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Mr. Bigg's in the mothafuckin' show talkin' 'bout these (Hoes)

Let me hear you say (Hoes)

Let me talk about them (Hoes)

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I'm out on parole and I'm sittin' on swole

The Cadillac outside with the Mac Lee's and Vogues

Put the jag in the shop and got the brains blowed out

I keep my brim to the right with a grill in my mouth

Got some hoes in the backyard they, barbecuing them steaks

I'm sippin' on that Alize and I'm smokin' on that bale of hay

Sittin' by the pool with my Ray Bans on

Talkin' shit to my mama on my cellular phone

Askin' me when I'm comin' back to Cali' to see her

'Cause she know when I come, I bring that fire ass reefer

Got the gold 'cause them hoes got they shoes on my rug

M.O.B. And P.C.P. tearin' up them folks club

Holla atcha later, tell my sister I miss her

Tell my niece I'm comin' to see her, I'll be in Cali for Christmas

If I'm dirty, I'm gon' drive, but I want you to know

Mr. Bigg's in the mothafuckin' show talkin' 'bout these hoes

Let me hear you say (Hoes)

Let me talk about them (Hoes)

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Let me talk about them (Hoes)

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Shit

Why do these bustas fall so weak

For these waffle house hoes and these cheap ass freaks?

**** buyin' bitches clothes

Dippin' 'em down in diamonds and gold

Y'all takin' this shit too far

Tryna make these bitches stars

They drivin' 'round in yo' jag while you out there sellin' birds

When you go to the feds, she gon' kick you to the curb

That's fucked up what I done heard from yo' lil' cousin Mick

You done bought her all this shit, she ain't even suck yo' dick

Y'all plastic ass **** got this game ass backwards

This shit done got out of hand, you the ho and she the man

Got ya house, got ya cars, got ya boat, and ya plane

Every gotdamn thang in that gotdamn bitch name

Slow down man, I see them dogs and them helicopters

The fed's around the corner in a van with David Banner

You jumped off in this game and I want you to know

Mr. Bigg's in the mothafuckin' show talkin' 'bout these hoes

Let me hear you say (Hoes)

Let me talk about them (Hoes)

Let me hear you say (Ho)

Let me talk about them (Hoes)

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Let me talk about them (Hoes)

Let me hear you say (Ho)

I met this bitch by the strip on a hot night

All up on my dick 'cause my name be in the spotlight

She had this lil' tattoo on her titty

Already knew my name 'cause I be ballin' down here in the Polk City

The bitch had some golds in her mouth

Talkin real fly with some fake ass green eyes

Ass sittin' on swole in them Guess jeans

Talk kinda funny and said she was from New Orleans

Said she want me to be my main

Said she had a spot where I can sell a bunch of 'caine

I don't trust no hoes unless we got the same blood

I don't play no games with them bitches in the club

Bitches like to try all type of shit

Be a trick, suck a dick and move to the next lick

Now, bitch, how the fuck you don't know?

Mr. Bigg's in the mothafuckin' show talkin' 'bout these hoes

Let me hear you say (Hoes)

Let me talk about them (Hoes)

Let me hear you say (Ho)

Let me talk about them (Hoes)

Let me hear you say (Hoes)

Let me talk about them (Hoes)

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Let me talk about them (Hoes)

Let me hear you say (Ho)

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Let me talk about them (Hoes)

Let me hear you say (Hoes)

Let me talk about them (Hoes)

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