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lirik lagu ho but you can’t help it – 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-tch, gold-digging for them tender d-cks
a real n-gg- never give you sh-t biotch
born and raised in the motherf-cking projects ho

getting money by at the park jam by the back door
wearing them shorts up your -ss with a tube top
letting n-gg-s stick they fingers all in the c-ck
p-ssy, all big and wet, looking good and sh-t
smelling like dead fish

and every week it’s the same sh-t you and that lil’ sh-t
and every time i see you, you got to have d-ck
you wants mo’ respect, you gets no respect
and all you want is some hardcore s-x
1, 2, 3, yes, you know, 4, 5, 6, 7 n-gg-s, in your hole

back to back from the back, head and all
doo doo brown and licked his hairy -ss b-lls
in the streets late night, me, you and all my boys
what i’m thinking ’bout honey bun
you got the n-gg-, running up in you

shake it like naw, i’m not trying to do you
no good freak is the same but i love you
i’m off in you skin-deep motherf-cker
let’s do it again sometimes you like that
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

stupid b-tch, you done dropped out of high school
but who’s the fool? you’se a prime example
you met a n-gg-, named mike at the nice lexus lane
looking like grands for the night
times are hard, you scared, your rent is due

it ain’t no limit to the sh-t you do
you making records in the studio
telling me it ain’t who you know, it’s who you blow
sheit, i’ll hit you up for a gang bang
have you doing strange thangs for some small change

keeping it real, f-cking with the wrong pops
long sh-r- man on the dock, head, booty and c-ck
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-tch with a big b-tt
you get the guts, then tell that ho to keep in touch
jimmy-up when i bust her, f-cked 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-gg- disease free

had another baby, blame it on the same n-gg-
reason being is seeing that he’s a dope dealin’
b-tch, you’se a fiend you want d-ck
you want much flow but i can’t pay you, ho
you dissed trick and now you on the hit list

i dogged you out and now you getting d-ck sh-t
i told my boys, that you make much noise
and you like getting off with those s-x 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-gg-s jockin’ ’cause they c-ck fat
the young hoes turning heads ’cause they got back
now, they finer than them hos off tv
but they f-cking every n-gg- on fifteenth
so i figga, you’se a ho, ho, ho

- trick daddy

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