[Bo$$]
Guess who?
The down ass b*tch BO$$!
Speakin' on how ya di*k'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 ass know, n*ggaro!
So many b*tches
Ya keep a file on em'
State to state di*k!
Ya draws got too many motha f*ckin miles on em'!
But then again so many fakin' the funk
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', ho ass rooty poot g!
And any b*tch can see for her damn self
n*ggas thats talkin' the most sh*t ain't even buldgin' up under
Them belts!
Ya fake ass 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 ho be a ho
(gotta let a ho be a ho)
Hoooooe!
[Bo$$]
If yous a tramp ass n*gga or no good n*gga you get dissed quick!
But ain't no tellin ya know my personalities split
I could just gank you for
Your sh*t without a warning
Or f*ck it!
Shoot you now and get all this
sh*t over with by the morning!
f*ck yeah!
I'm feelin' on full too
sh*t!
Another reason ya ho cards pulled fool
I'm down with all this sh*t you poppin'
Hell f*ck Naw!
I don't wanna put a stoppin' to your ho hoppin'
Cuz when ya' runnin the motha f*ckin streets
In between the sheets every
Week screwin freak after freak
BO$$ is straight kickin' in the do' at ya crib
With enough time to kill a 40 O.Z. thats how I live!
Jackin' for cash and jewelry and all that sh*t
Then off to the pawn shop to get another fat ass 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 ass n*ggas tickle me!
Ain't nothin stranger
Than you thinkin' that yous a big di*k dangler
Cuz nothins goin on but this rent
So I wish you would!
Come with that di*k sh*t
f*ck you and ya' manhood
Huh!
Respect for a n*gga, I ain't got it see
Perverted ass rusty
bast*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 di*k up til ya hiccup)
Naw trick! Eat this clit 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 di*k 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, pus*y hungry ass
n*ggas..n*ggas........
Outro: (repeat hook)