f*ck All Dem Hoes lyrics

[Hook: Juicy J, Lil E]
f*ck-f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
f*ck all them-f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
f*ck-f*ck-f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
f*ck all them-f*ck all them hoes-f*ck all them hoes
f*ck all them-f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' f*ck you
f*ck all them-f*ck-f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' f*ck you
f*ck all them-f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' f*ck you
f*ck all them-f*ck-f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' f*ck you

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
Sorry mothaf*ckas, stupid b*tches, y'all can suck my di*k
Who gives a f*ck about yo' car, or yo' paycheck?
'Cause if I catch you slippin', b*tch, I'mma take it
Stalkin' out the streets, like I'm in a f*ckin' daze
Thinkin' how the hell am I gonna get paid
As the world goes 'round, another n*gga's goin' down
So I mix the Alizé with the E&J and Crown
Never ever in my life have I crossed a true friend
Never ever blamed a n*gga on how he made his ends
See a n*gga that's weak, don't put him under estimation
That sick bullsh*t will have ya under investigation
Real n*ggas don't play in the Tre, they be secret
If you call yourself a killer, then go ahead and be it
If you black and you down, hold yo' nuts and stick together
'Cause I never knew a n*gga who said he's gonna live forever
[Hook: Juicy J, Lil E]
f*ck-f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' f*ck you
f*ck all them-f*ck-f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' f*ck you
f*ck all them-f*ck-f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' f*ck you
f*ck-f*ck-f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' f*ck you

[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
I don't give a f*ck about a fat b*tch that wanna talk trash
Listen to the clip, my .380 caps are in ya ass
The hoe got mad 'cause Homicyde dissed her on my tape
Fat hoe talkin' sh*t; with a broom, you'll get raped
Till yo' own roadies left ya, and came to our clique
Because our clique, is really too mothaf*ckin' thick
Change ya panties, hoe, I hang with n*ggas with triggers
Oh my god, I got the family scared to go in the Backyard
There some n*ggas in my mothaf*ckin' town
That's gonna get beatdown
Or get a mothaf*ckin' frown from the Tec-9, clown
I'm tired of groupie hoes playin' on my phone
Or sayin' hoe sh*t about a n*gga after a song
These hoes can't f*ck with the [Backyard]
Because the [Backyard is] too mothaf*ckin' hard on they ass
And don't be barin' a hoe, that act like a b*tch
I just say f*ck all them hoes that talk that sh*t
[Hook: Juicy J, Lil E]
f*ck-f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' f*ck you
f*ck all them-f*ck-f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' f*ck you
f*ck all them-f*ck-f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' f*ck you
f*ck all them-f*ck all them-f*ck all them hoes who wanna talk that sh*t
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' f*ck you
f*ck all them-f*ck