funky ho

Lyrics

, iight fuck that, word word, lord finnesse, jay o it's been my jail since a day old, yea this ones for the ladies who be tryna have my babies, words to my mother, two things i never do, is leave the crib without some rubbers, or tell a funky ho i love her, these broads be trying to get, a brother caught up, in this sticky situation, missing menstruation, cycles, they all psycho, ask michael, before you give a note, for billie jean's and the nice clothes, like woo don't let them trap you, on the tight rope with spike holes, in the condom to form a zygote over night, ask quan he know what it's like, he wore a hat but it exploded twice, but fuck a bad bitch, i knew this rap shit, and put it over life, on the coldest nights, and shine like the solar strike, and i swear i got the weirdest cases pipe, chicks in to weirdest places, from roof tops, to staircases, like get a load on their faces, face it if you fear hate it, you get put it on this girls face, i don't trust these bitches, they would never catch me slippin, i don't trust these bitches, they could never catch me slippin, i don't trust these bitches, they would never catch me slippin, slipping, they would never catch me slippin, i don't trust these bitches, they would never catch me slippin, i don't trust these bitches, they could never catch me slippin, i don't trust these bitches, they would never catch me slippin, slipping, they would never catch me slippin, hey yo, i'm attached too, to the cash rules, bout to go nuts niggas get their attitudes, to these cash you, who you know that cool that they drip swagoo, and i'm here to stay like tattoos on statues, check your mirror nigga that's the second time, i passed you, eating my gas fume, got me thinking i could gas you, and your girl got gas too, she let me tackle before i touch and i staple, and as you decide to put her shackle, i'm that dude, fuck values, pump up the volume, all up in the cut, no alchool just bad booze, tryin to find the path to bring him back too, like a taboo, that poo, got back chicks, that i feel bad for, loosing 'til they back bones, look it at my cock tip, down and doin' all no matter what the synapsis is, all it takes is some exotic piff, and all your conscience tap exclusively vodka and shit, i don't trust these bitches, they would never catch me slippin, i don't trust these bitches, they could never catch me slippin, i don't trust these bitches, they would never catch me slippin, slipping, they would never catch me slippin, i don't trust these bitches, they would never catch me slippin, i don't trust these bitches, they could never catch me slippin, i don't trust these bitches, they would never catch me slippin, slipping, they would never catch me slippin, ey yo it's pe leaving no hope for these hoes, we leaving no hope for these hoes, my nigga jay steve leaving no hope for these hoes, leaving no hope for these hoes, my nigga eliah-so leaving no hope for these hoes, leaving no hope for these hoes, my nigga kirk knight leaving no hope for these hoes, leaving no hope for these hoes, my nigga cj fly leaving no hope for these hoes, leaving no hope for these hoes, my nigga pal p leaving no hope for these hoes, leaving no hope for these hoes, my nigga jay lee leaving no hope for these hoes, leaving no hope for these hoes, my nigga dam louis leaving no hope for these hoes, leaving no hope for these hoes