Walkin' Like a Hoe

(phone hang up)

Verse 1:

Now first off all y'all ho's should know a nigga don't work fa' ya'll

My dogs don't give a fuck and we'll fuck you sluts on coconal

Bitch it ain't no need fo' no skeezy ho, cause bitch I feed 'cha ho

Young greasy ho, you sleezy ho, put a nigga don't need 'cha ho

Believe me ho, bitch you don't know nann nigga like me

How you gone play a nigga like me

Straighten that thug nigga like me

And I know I shouldn't say this,

But just take the dick and I slang this dick for days (ho)

Try to explain this shit away

I'm 24/7 like triple a, so shut up

Chorus:

You walkin' like a ho, you talkin' like a ho

You dressin' like a ho, actin' messy like a ho

But bitch you lied to me, said you was shy to me

You out the closet now

So bitch you stand like a ho, make yo' plans like a ho

Wear yo' pants like a ho, she gone get mad like a ho

But bitch you lied to me, huh, said you was shy to me

You out the closet now

Verse 2:

Now that's a shame,

You done fell in love with another nigga in the game

You done tried to colt

And done flip the damn thing just to have his last name

Fucking with the last pimp

And he tellin' you the same shit he said last year

Same cheap shoes, same hair do's, and you still getting yo ass

You one of the slow ho's, and you got top of the line slow head

Like for the dick to be locked, cocked and shot all over yo' forehead

You a po' rat, and yo' pussy fat so show that (ho)

See every nasty bitch, love nasty shit and you know that (so ho)

Getting you pussy eat while ya' masturbate

That's a thing of the past

Doing bad, and you looking bad, so bitch don't even ask

Hoe shut up

Trina:

Nigga who the fuck you calling a ho

I ain't no motherfucking ho

Trick:

What up, what up, should a surprised me

Chorus:

You walkin' like a ho, you talkin' like a ho

You dressin' like a ho, actin' messy like a ho

But bitch you lied to me, said you was shy to me

You out the closet now

So bitch you stand like a ho, make yo' plans like a ho

Wear yo' pants like a ho, she gone get mad like a ho

But bitch you lied to me, said you was shy to me

You out the closet now

Verse 3:

Ain't no dick for free, ain't shit for free

Cause you don't do shit for me

And if you wanna stay with me you gotta break me off

And play with that click for me, or suck this dick for me

Get on top and do a split for me

Cum all over my shit for me, and make a spit for me bitch

See I don't need 'cha, I don't see ya'

And I really wouldn't wanna be ya'

You done tried me and done lied to me

So it's hard for me to believe ya'

And I don't need 'cha, calling me,

Talking 'bout come go to the mall with me

And I hate the shit you be starting see

Young silly bitch stop following me

I don't need 'cha

Chorus 1x

Trick daddy ends repeating parts of verses and chorus