Wisemey She's A Hoe
Artist: Wisemey Album: Nu To Tha Game Song: She’s A Hoe Typed By: [email protected] You filthy hoe, you lying, filthy hoe You lying hoe, you trifling, lying hoe You stupid hoe, you dumb, you stupid hoe You filthy hoe, you young, you filthy hoes... [Chorus] Every night, in niggaz rides You swear up and down, that you look fine But she a hoe, she’s a hoe, she’s a hoe, she’s a hoe, she a hoe She a hoe..., she got no walls Love to lick niggaz balls, for free and that’s not all A H-O-E muthafucka!!!! H-O-E gotdamn!!!! A H-O-E muthafucka!!!! H-O-E gotdamn!!!! [Verse 1: Wisemey] Shorty young, I heard she only sixteen She love to suck old niggaz up for free At night, she out busy servin’ on her knees She drinks Hennessey, smoke’s weed and pop’s ecstasy Hoes play games, they always f..ck with your mind and Most of these hoes be out lookin’ like dymes They play you for your dough, your cheese, your paper Then they go and lie to the cops, sayin’ you raped her They always go to the clubs, lookin’ for the ballers If she gives you her number, playa don’t even call her They wanna try to spend all of ya ins The next thing you know, the tow truck is towing your Benz They wanna tell lies, sayin’ they don’t suck dick Mo’ pimples on ya face than a Overtown trick F..ck these hoes (these hoes) they wanna act Quick to sell they ass for cash, cash for crack... Damn, these hoes be trippin’, no love for ‘em They all bout games, f..ck ‘em – that’s all we do F..ck ‘em, now shut tha f..ck up, trick [Repeat Chorus] [Verse 2: Wisemey] Bitch, you just a hoe, all day & all night Man we know you just a hoe, I see it in ya eyes Bitch, you just a hoe, all day & all night We know you just a hoe with them bruises on ya thighs Sellin’ ya ass (hey!) to get cash (hey!) You spend the money all on crack (hey!) Sellin’ ya ass (hey!) to make cash (hey!) But you don’t make enough to last (hey!) now Back, back, away from me (ahh!) Get, get, away from me (ahh!) Step, step, away from me (ahh!) Get gone, away from me, bitch, now Stop hoe! I’m sick of all ya lies, now Stop hoe! You gone f..ck around and die, now Stop hoe! You f..ckin’ with the wrong one Stop hoe! Or I’ma bust my, I’ma bust my gun [Repeat Chorus] [Verse 3: Wisemey] Gimme my phone back, tryna call ya friends Talkin’ bout this nigga here, got dubs on his Benz They only bout cash, when you broke, they leave ya ass Soon as you turn rich, bitch wanna come back All they do is nag and they never seem to finish Quick to go off on another bitch, like she a menace They lookin’ at ya sister in the wrong kinda way The next thing you know – the bitch done turned gay They always havin’ babies, but don’t know the baby daddy’s then Wonder’s why they child’s growing up unhappy They blame it on the nigga that got the most cars She the reason, ho is said three times by Santa Clause They always play games, that’s why they can’t keep a man On the radio stations, claimin’ niggaz they use to have Wisemey ain’t lovin’ these hoes I’m only f..ckin’ these hoes, when I’m done, that’s it – I let em go [Repeat Chorus] Gotdamn!!! Yall hoes can’t trip, it’s all true Niggaz, I know yall feel me, but hold up – I ain’t done yet [Verse 4: Wisemey] If you let niggaz f..ck for free or ten bucks Girl, don’t front – you’s a hoe (she a hoe) If you love to play games, you never serious, man Stupid bitch, don’t front – you’s a hoe (she a hoe) Go clubbin’ every week, find a nigga on 23’s Let him f..ck for free, you’s a hoe (she a hoe) If you love to tell lies, love to play wit’ niggaz mind and You swear you a dyme, no – you’s a hoe (she a hoe) [Repeat Chorus] Straight up, I had to make this shit, yall hoes be bout games Don’t get offended if you not a hoe, if you is, well... I’m just keepin’ it real but ladies don’t trip cuz we all know Most of these niggaz is hoes, too, ha-ha...