Lyrics:
Haahnn
Ok, Ok, Ok (Slam dunk these ho's)
Slammin' ho's (You know how that shit goes, check it)
Puttin' em' in choke holds, Haaahnn
Just slam them
these ho's I'm Dusty Rhodes
got a mean swag not from this world
I smoke on gas and a n.i.g.g.a cold
red beam yo azz you in the dirt
I beat the moochie
who you are
There's hoes in the room, there's hoes in the car
There's hoes on stage, there's hoes by the bar
Hos by near, an hos by far
Ho! (But can
who you are
There's hoes in the room, there's hoes in the car
There's hoes on stage, there's hoes by the bar
Hos by near, an hos by far
Ho! (But can
I'm a growing G homie you can call me 44
I'm a growing G homie you can call me 44 44 44 44 44 44 44
What else spade, dze dze, nigga
I'm a gangsta ho
who you are
There's hoes in the room, there's hoes in the car
There's hoes on stage, there's hoes by the bar
Hos by near, an hos by far
Ho! (But can
*Spoken*
DJ READY RED: Hey, yo D! What's up wit them cash registers and
Shit?
WILLIE D: Oh, that's what the average ho see when she look
and blighters, ne'er-do-well cads
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads
Drink up, ye 'earties, yo ho
Yo ho, yo ho
and blighters, ne'er-do-well cads
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads
Drink up, ye 'earties, yo ho
Yo ho, yo ho
You just a (ho)
You just my (ho)
Dirty-ass (ho)
I'm yo' pimp, you my bitch
You just a (ho)
You just my (ho)
Dirty-ass (ho)
I'm yo' pimp, you my
Ho, ho, ho, oh, little train, my little elf, another great Christmas
Ah, man, it's boring, it's boring, same thing every year
So let's have a funky
"Give it up for rita wilson"
Hip hop hooray, ho
Hey, ho, hey, ho
Hey, ho
You drew a picture of my morning
But you couldn't make my day
yo po, 'cause you ain't got no ho
I was po but I wasn't po ho, 'cause I had one ho
But we was leakin' 'cause the money was slow
Coppin' blow means
Welcome to my carnival!
Aimin' for your face, lettin' you
Ho's know the score, yo-
A-Aimin' for your face, aimin' for your face
Aimin' for your
It was a ho-down, another ho-down
It was a ho-down, another ho-down
Walked into the club and farted
Damn! Look at shawty off in the cut actin'
and took the plum
Staring eyes and lips so dumb
Shared it all by the rule of thumb,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho
Pub in Miami accused me of being a misogynist
And I was like: "Yo, have you listened to the lyrics? Hos in the garden"
It puts the lotion on its skin
Meet in the previously viewed sometimes I
Try to replay it in my mind but who am I
Kiddin' Yo I won't forget that time in the
Video store
Oh-ho, oh ho
Ha ha, ha ha
Say ho, everybody say ho
Ba-buh-wayo
I said shake your soul like way back in the day-yo
Ba-buh-wayo, everybody say ho
Everybody say
them chimneys
Or look like Saint Nick
And make sure that yo ass don't get shot by cupid
And make sure that your gingerbread house ain't got no gluten
If
a dumb ho
Bridgette, Bridgette, was a girl that I screwed, but,
Bridgette was a dumb ho, Bridgette was a dumb ho
Bridgette, Bridgette, Yo Dre, That nigga
dat he slide, got a stick by the dresser
Send dat boy home in a mothafuckin stretcher
Talked down on me and we shoot from the neck up
R-i-p got yo folks
pull up by yo house
I'ma wait for you to come outside and go and dog you out
You actin' like you want some clout, I'll grab you by yo mouth
The day I put
Stop doing that shit
Make up yo mind, ho
Make up yo mind, ho
Make up yo mind, ho
Make it make sense
Make up yo mind
Make up yo mind
Make up yo mind
Make
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