| I love hoes that love me, even the ugly ones
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| Hoes and they panties, sweet than candies
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| Long titties, walla balla king kong
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| Titties fat like pumpkins, or little itty bitties
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| Hoes make me jump up and clap my heels
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| When they blowin' my balls off and feedin' me meals
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| I love hoes' smell, cinnamon perfume scents
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| Jackin' off in your window, see me hoppin' the fence
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| I love old ladies. |
| They did the most fuckin'
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| And young hoes fantasize about dick suckin'
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| I love hungry hoes with crusty toes
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| Painted up, wet juggalettes, fresh from shows
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| Give me pig tails, pony tails, tease your shit up
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| Either way, I nut on your titties and then get up
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| I love it when hoes get mad, a new side to ‘em
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| It only makes me wanna do ‘em. |
| I love hoes
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| Ho, I’m a ho. |
| Two hoes is just who we are (Ho, ho, ho)
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| I ho my homies over hoes and ho their ho hard (Ho, ho, ho)
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| I’m a ho, baby Hey ho, I’ll pull your whole card (Ho, ho, ho)
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| I’m a ho for home. |
| When hoes ho me, I ho hard (Ho, ho)
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| Hoes take you to court because they miss your dick
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| They can be scantless, wicked, and sick
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| I chase hoes. |
| Ho chaser, ho catcher
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| I’m like a mother fucking blood hound: I smell her and fetch her
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| I love hoes that fuck outside and ain’t scared of it
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| And always polish your knob because they love it
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| I love hoes with accents, hoes that’s hood rats
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| Hoes that graduated, top of the stats
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| I don’t fucking care. |
| Middle-aged moms
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| Young and old hoes are the mother fucking bomb
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| I love hoes with the artificial hair and boobs
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| I cut heads off gay poser dudes
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| Little mama, keep droppin' babies out of your neden
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| You’re the reason we’re alive, and ain’t nobody forgettin'
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| Hoes that wash cars, hoes in the rodeo
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| Circus hoes, I’d love to get a hold of those
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| Ho, I’m a ho. |
| Two hoes is just who we are (Ho, ho, ho)
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| I ho my homies over hoes and ho their ho hard (Ho, ho, ho)
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| I’m a ho, baby Hey ho, I’ll pull your whole card (Ho, ho, ho)
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| I’m a ho for home. |
| When hoes ho me, I ho hard (Ho, ho)
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| Now you know I love hoes, and they love me back
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| Take my meat in they butt, down to the nut sack
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| I treat these hoes like a rodeo
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| Lasso ‘em, tie ‘em up, and plug they holes
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| I like ‘em rail thin, and I like me a biggin
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| And everything in between, I make room to fit in
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| I knew me a ho, Loopy Lauren
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| Had me a large pizza, so I knew I was scorin'
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| I fed her a slice. |
| One gulp, it was gone
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| By the end of dessert, I was peelin' off her thong
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| I knew a small ho with a big ol' neden
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| She turned me out, had me shakin' and sweatin'
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| It’s okay. |
| I recovered. |
| Took a while
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| But I came back, hit it jackhammer style
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| I love me some hoes, I don’t think you understand
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| No homies no more, ‘cause they men, man
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| Ho, I’m a ho. |
| Two hoes is just who we are (Ho, ho, ho)
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| I ho my homies over hoes and ho their ho hard (Ho, ho, ho)
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| I’m a ho, baby Hey ho, I’ll pull your whole card (Ho, ho, ho)
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| I’m a ho for home. |
| When hoes ho me, I ho hard (Ho, ho, ho)
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| Ho, I’m a ho. |
| Two hoes is just who we are (Ho, ho, ho)
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| I ho my homies over hoes and ho their ho hard (Ho, ho, ho)
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| I’m a ho, baby Hey ho, I’ll pull your whole card (Ho, ho, ho)
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| I’m a ho for home. |
| When hoes ho me, I ho hard (Ho, ho, ho)
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| (Ho, ho, ho)
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| (Ho, ho)
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| (Ho, ho, ho)
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| (Ho, ho) |