Ying Yang Twins

Ying Yang Twins - Hoes lyrics

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!

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