Hoe But Can’t Help It lyrics

[Verse 1: Trick Daddy]
I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it
Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic
Old material b*tch
Gold-digging for them tender di*ks
A real n*gga never give you sh*t Biotch
Born and raised in the motherf*cking projects ho
Getting money by at the pak Jam, by the back door
Wearing them shorts up your ass with a tube top
Letting n*ggas stick they fingers all in the c*ck
pus*y all big and wet, looking good and sh*t
Smelling like dead fish
And every week it's the same sh*t you and that lil sh*t
And every time I see you, you got to have di*k
You wants mo' respect
You gets no respect
And all you want is some hardcore sex
1, 2, 3, yes you know
4, 5, 6, 7 n*ggas in your hole
Back-to-back from the back, head and all
Doo-doo brown and licked his hairy ass balls
In the streets late-night me, you, and all my boys
What I'm thinking 'bout honey bun (honey bun)
You got the n*gga running up in you
Shake it like "Naww, I'm not trying to do you"
No good freak, is the same but I love you
I'm off in you skin-deep motherf*cker let's do it again sometimes you like that, huh?
The next nut going out for your grandma
[Chorus: Trick Daddy]
You'se a ho but you can't help it cause you don't know it
I figure you'se a hoe but you can't help it, cause you don't know it
Oh, Oh, Ho
You'se a hoe but you can't help it, cause you don't know it

[Verse 2: Buddy Roe]
Stupid b*tch you done dropped out of high school
But who's the fool?
You'se a prime example
You met a n*gga named Mike
At the nice Lexus lane looking like grands for the night
Times are hard, you scared, your rent is due
It ain't no limit to the sh*t you do
You making records in the studio
Telling me it ain't who you know it's who you blow
sh*t
I'll hit you up for a gangbang
Have you doing strange thangs for some small change
Keeping it real
f*cking with the wrong pops
Longshoreman on the dock
Head, booty and c*ck
You get what he got
Shooting tech to his whole cat
Took him home let him hit you from the back
With tax because it's like that
I figure you's a Ho Ho Ho
You can't trust
A b*tch with a big butt
You get the guts, then tell that ho to keep in touch
Jimmy-up when I bust her
f*cked her
HIV can't trust her
I got too much to lose
Cash rules
Protect the family jewels
Yeah
And I ain't going out like Easy
Believe me
A n*gga disease free
[Chorus: Trick Daddy]
You'se a ho but you can't help it cause you don't know it
I figure you'se a hoe but you can't help it, cause you don't know it
Oh, Oh, Ho
You'se a hoe but you can't help it, cause you don't know it

[Verse 3: Trick Daddy]
Had another baby, blame it on the same n*gga
Reason being is seeing that he's a dope dealin
b*tch, you'se a fiend you want di*k
You wan't much flow
But I can't pay you ho
You dissed Trick
And now you on the hitlist
I dogged you out, and now you getting di*k sh*t
I told my boys
That you make much noise
And you like getting off with those sex toys
A bunch of high school hoes at the Goom-Bay
They got they drawers in they hands like it's okay
They got all the n*ggas jockin cause they c*ck fat
The young hoes turning heads cause they got back
Now, they finer than them hoes off TV
But, they f*cking every n*gga on fifteenth
So I figga
You's a Ho Ho Ho
[Chorus: Trick Daddy]
You'se a ho but you can't help it cause you don't know it
I figure you'se a hoe but you can't help it, cause you don't know it
Oh, Oh, Ho
You'se a hoe but you can't help it, cause you don't know it
Ho ho ho