Killing You Hoes lyrics

[Intro]
Ah, ah, yep, yep, yep
The baddest b*tch is back (I'm back, I'm back)
Part two (Part two, part two)
I'm reloaded and I'm killin' you hoes (Killin' you hoes)

[Chorus]
You see the outfit, b*tch? I'm killin' you hoes (b*tch)
Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes
I got the best pus*y out, I'm killin' you hoes
And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes
You see the outfit, b*tch? I'm killin' you hoes (b*tch)
Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes
I got the best pus*y out, I'm killin' you hoes
And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes

[Verse 1]
Uh, I don't care what a b*tch think and how a hoe feel
'Cause ain't none one of you hoes payin my bills (That's right)
And ain't none one of you hoes finna buy me a crib
And ain't none one of you hoes finna get me a whip (Uh, yeah)
I know I must make a lot of y'all hoes sick (Ah)
All I can tell you is, "Hoe, get used to it, b*tch"
Cause Miss Trina the baddest as it f*ckin' get (Ah)
And I don't sweat n*ggas and I don't fight over di*k (Uh)
So while you f*ckin' for free, I'm tryna get rich
And don't you cross that line 'cause I get hot quick
And if you do it's gonna be me and you up in this b*tch (Uh-oh)
And I'ma show you why they call me the baddest b*tch (Come on)
[Chorus]
You see the outfit, b*tch? I'm killin' you hoes (b*tch)
Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes
I got the best pus*y out, I'm killin' you hoes
And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes
You see the outfit, b*tch? I'm killin' you hoes (b*tch)
Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes
I got the best pus*y out, I'm killin' you hoes
And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes

[Verse 2]
Uh, you see the outfit, b*tch (b*tch), and you know what it costs
Look at how my ass poke out when I walk
'Cause your n*gga wanna f*ck me, it ain't my fault
And my pus*y sit up real nice in my shorts
Hate or love it, 'cause you broke hoes gonna talk
And I can go in any club and shut that b*tch down
And I can come to your city and make it my town
So when you see me, hoe, you better smile and don't frown
'Cause I got a couple of my dawgs that ready to clamp
And you'd be best off sittin your tired ass down
And all you jealous-ass hoes, you better move 'round (Move 'round)
And ask these hoes in Dade how it gets down (Gets down)

[Chorus]
You see the outfit, b*tch? I'm killin' you hoes (b*tch)
Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes
I got the best pus*y out, I'm killin' you hoes
And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes
You see the outfit, b*tch? I'm killin' you hoes (b*tch)
Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes
I got the best pus*y out, I'm killin' you hoes
And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes
[Verse 3]
Uh, the topic of discussion, I can f*ck whoever I want
Look at me, b*tch, I got everything you hoes want
I can f*ck a n*gga in a Bentley or a n*gga in the dump
You get your money in pieces, I get mine in a lump
You only ballin' on weekends, I ball a whole month
I'm just a hood b*tch, rich, suburbian cash
A little fly ass chick who got a lotta class
I wanna spend your money, n*gga, and put mine in a stash
You got me f*cked up 'cause Trina gonna have the last laugh (Hahaha)
And get your hustle up, hoe, look like you doin' bad
You lost a lotta weight, sh*t, you fallin' off fast
I feel sorry for ya, might let you borrow some ass

[Chorus]
You see the outfit, b*tch? I'm killin' you hoes (b*tch)
Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes
I got the best pus*y out, I'm killin' you hoes
And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes
You see the outfit, b*tch? I'm killin' you hoes (b*tch)
Cute face and ass swoll, I'm killin' you hoes
I got the best pus*y out, I'm killin' you hoes
And ain't nothin' you can do about, I'm killin you hoes