lirik lagu bo$ - recipe of a hoe (radio edit)
(bo$$)
guess who?
the down -ss b-tch bo$$!
speakin’ on how ya d-ck’ll be getting’
shot clear the f-ck off!
if ya keep, talkin’ that sh-t cuz all b-tches ain’t hoes!
and i’m-a be the one to let ya stray -ss know, n-ggaro!
so many b-tches
ya keep a file on em’
state to state d-ck!
ya draws got too many motha f-ckin miles on em’!
but then again so many fakin’ the f-ck
claimin’ they getting’ it
but on the real they really ain’t getting sh-t
steadily stressin’ you knockin the boots
yo n-gga please!
you’s a nappy headed havin’, hoe -ss rooty poot g!
and any b-tch can see for her d-mn self
n-ggas thats talkin’ the most sh-t ain’t even buldgin’ up under
them belts!
ya fake -ss wanna be a pimp mother f-cker!
ya heard me right brother, this b-tch here don’t stutter!
you no where next to the pimp you wanting to be, oh no
getting your nut on the solo from get go was a no no!
don’t even think about steppin’ to me see!
i’m tellin’ ya like it izzzz n-gga….
i know the f-ckin’ recipe!
(hook:)
yep ya gotta
yep yep ya gotta
ya gotta let a hoe be a hoe
(gotta let a hoe be a hoe)
hoooooe!
(bo$$)
if yous a tramp -ss n-gga or no good n-gga you get dissed quick!
but ain’t no tellin ya know my personalities split
i could just gank you for
your sh-t without a warning
or f-ck it!
shoot you now and get all this
sh-t over with by the morning!
f-ck yeah!
i’m feelin’ on full too
sh-t!
another reason ya hoe cards pulled fool
i’m down with all this sh-t you poppin’
h-ll f-ck naw!
i don’t wanna put a stoppin’ to your hoe hoppin’
cuz when ya’ runnin the motha f-ckin streets
in between the sheets every
week screwin freak after freak
bo$$ is straight kickin’ in the do’ at ya crib
with enough time to k!ll a 40 o.z. thats how i live!
jackin’ for cash and jewelry and all that sh-t
then off to the p-wn shop to get another fat -ss grip
and that’s exactly how it is g!
on the real tip..tip…tip..
i know the f-ckin’ recipe!
(hook: repeat)
(bo$$)
and ya too cool -ss n-ggas tickle me!
ain’t nothin stranger
than you thinkin’ that yous a big d-ck dangler
cuz nothins goin on but this rent
so i wish you would!
come with that d-ck sh-t
f-ck you and ya’ manhood
huh!
respect for a n-gga, i ain’t got it see
perverted -ss rusty
b-st-rds, be all musty and sh-t b
then always wanna hug up
you say, “what up?”, they ready to stick it in
i ain’t no mingler
so i’m puttin’
up my middle finger
yo!
i’m through with all the bullsh-t…
(awww b-tch eat a d-ck up til ya hiccup)
naw trick! eat this cl-t up til’ ya spit up
ya need to be givin this sh-t up!
bet ya didn’t know humpin’ everything
that wiggle and jiggle will make that d-ck shrivel
punks be wit ya on, and on, and on til’ the break a dawn
once ya pregnant its a different segment
the n-gga gone with the quickness!
only thing you’ll get from the “b”
is put quick on the sh-t list!
so to the ladies if you’re asking
me how i figure they just some mo
no good, p-ssy hungry -ss
n-ggas..n-ggas……..
(outro: repeat hook)
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