Hot N Crusty lyrics

by

Quelle Chris


[Intro]
At least I didn't call her a b*tch

[Verse 1: Cavalier]
Hey, ho
Hey
Hey, ho
I see you
I got the Eye of Horus, it could be you
And yes, I said "Ho"
It's not to offend, we all know what it is
It's no need to pretend
You smell like hoe-pourri, wear well your hosiery
An attention hoe with a vibe like, "Notice me" (Notice me)
Yeah, we noticed
Your beaver so eager pus*y came with footnotes
Its nickname wikipedia
Pro hoes wash up
Or at least charge em double when n*ggas try to squad up
You at the bar stuck
We had a nice time in the stall but no room for you in the ride
Aww shucks

[Chorus]
Hey, yo, Cav
You talkin' 'bout that stanky, musty-ass hoe? (Uh huh)
That hot n crusty ass hoe? (You got that right)
I Al Bundy that hoe
I Doug Funnie that hoe
Pimp C and Bun B that hoe
Cam'ron and dougie that hoe
I'on' give n'an money to that hoe
Give n'an money to that hoe
I'on' give n'an money to that hoe
Give n'an money to that hoe
I'on' give n'an money to that hoe
Give n'an money to that hoe
[Verse 2: Quelle Chris]
Once a freak, always, regardless
Met her buying tank tops in Target
She was buying tank tops at Target
So, she bought us tank tops at Target
I smelled it, dealt it, her nani farted
I beat it up, ate it up and departed
She would call me "Quallay", I ain't correct her
I would call her "Whats-her-face" and just sex her
I knew other brothers hittin' at the same time
And a few brothers gettin' in the same line
So many fish in the sea, lake, moat, pond
Don't need to waste all your day chasin' prawns

[Chorus]
You talkin' 'bout that stanky, musty-ass hoe? (Uh huh)
That hot n crusty ass hoe? (You got that right)
I'll Al Bundy that hoe
I'll Doug Funnie that hoe
Pimp C and Bun B that hoe
Cam'ron and dougie that hoe
I'on' give n'an money to that hoe
I'on' give n'an money to that hoe
I'on' give n'an money to that hoe
I'on' give n'an money to that hoe
[Verse 3: Fresh Daily]
Check it out
Straight hair up on her chin, straight her up on her nipple
Booty like a stripper, ran her face full of pimples
Goddamn, baby girl, get your baby out the rain
Still a baby yourself, how you gon' maintain?
I ain't your baby daddy
How do I explain?
She would come into my store on 233rd
Real flirty, hair dirty, definition of "bird" (Word)
She kinda look like Rihanna if Rihanna was broke and she wanted me on her
Never let it be said that I'm a primadonna
Swing low like chariots or even Peter Parker
Hoes got predicaments, they'll figure it out
Usually end up with a fat-
Paycheck
'Cause at the end of the day we all pay

[Chorus]
Not me
Yo, Fresh, you talkin' 'bout that stanky, crusty-ass hoe? (That hoe)
That hot n musty ass hoe? (Yeah)
I'ma Al Bundy that hoe (That hoe)
I'ma Doug Funnie that hoe (That hoe)
I'ma Pimp C and Bun B that hoe (That hoe)
Cam'ron and dougie that hoe (That hoe)
I'on' give n'an money to that hoe
Give damn money to that hoe (No money to that hoe)
I'on' give n'an money to that hoe
Not a goddamn cent to that hoe
I'on' give n'an money to that hoe
One goddamn cent to that hoe
sh*t
[Outro]
I'll Doug Funnie that hoe
Pimp C and Bun B that hoe
I don't even know why you doin' that
You know what I mean?
I ain't, I ain't down with hoes and, uh
(No?)
No
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