Let A Ho Be A Ho lyrics

by

Bushwick Bill


[Intro]
(Yo D man what's up with that cash register sh*t?)
Oh that's what the average ho see everytime she look at a modern day man
(Ain't that the motherf*ckin truth)
Yeah~! And these old fickle-minded ass n*ggas
Wonder why a ho be with them one day and another goofy motherf*cker the next
(I think it's time you kicked some more of that sh*t D)
Yeahhhhhhhhhh!

[Verse 1]
It seems to be a lot of motherf*ckers blind to the fact
That a ho is gonna be just that
And this type of ignorance is the very
Reason why so many n*ggas in the God damn cemetery
Intelligence is on call
You don't treat a ho like a queen, who behaves like a dog
Are you the type who won't put a ho in front of a trigger?
Then youse a hoe ass n*gga
God damn hound, pound for pound
You knew the ho when she was f*ckin' the whole town
She f*cked you and gave your buddies a blow
But your trick ass fell in love with the ho
Tried to change her, make her be an angel
You keep puttin' your damn life in danger
Frontin' n*ggas about that sl*tty-ass triflin' crow
You gotta let a ho be a ho!
[Verse 2]
Here's something that I'd like to know (what?)
Why you take that ho, everywhere you go?
You walk around the club wit' the ho in front
Tryin' to keep up with that nasty ass c*nt
You say you're captain, but yo' ship she's sinkin'
As soon as you turn your back, the ho is blinkin'
Winkin' her eye at another n*gga
But you got her locked down, so you figure
Ho wears your jewelry every goddamned day
But n*gga, you just got the ho on display
Wouldn't let her be herself, cause you's a goddamned wimp
Now you know why ho's date pimps
She's a rhinestone freak 5 days a week
But you get mad when n*ggas pop on her ass
Goddamned sl*tty ho, the bars are loaded
Don't try to change her
You let a ho be a ho!

[Verse 3]
She's a ho (D, how the f*ck you know?)
Every time I see the ho she's with a new negro
She's the kind of ho that's bound
To wear shorts up her ass when your friends come around
The kind of ho that'll make you cry
The kind of ho you have to call, before you come by
So why you wanna kill when she says no more?
You ain't the first to be dumped by a God damn whore!
Crazy motherf*ckers fightin' over hoes
Stealin' for they asses and jumpin' out of windows
If a ho want out, I let her stanky ass go
Cause I'ma let a ho be a ho
Now do y'all follow me so motherf*ckin far? (YEAH!!)
(Hell yeah I remember I let this ho named Kim use my car, man)
(b*tch went to go see another n*gga; I damn near killed that ho!)
Ha ha I f*cked that ho man! (You motherf*ckin lie)
That's bullsh*t, ask Bush.. man ask Bushwick and Red!
{He went up in that b*tch man}
{On the f'realla my n*gga}
Akshen, man, I'm tellin' you, man!

[Verse 4]
I f*cked that ho, before you even knew her
Made her pus*y go BBBRRRRR when I stuck my di*k to it
I knew she was a ho the first time I met her
So I got another ho and took her to the other level
Of the game, got them high as a kite
And f*cked BOTH of those hoes that God damn night!
Then I sat back and relaxed
As they 69'd, and ate each other's cat
I dropped them off at home
God damn, look at this sh*t, my wallet's gone!
The hoes beat me but I left it alone
And used that sh*t as a stepping stone
I played it off the next time I saw the ho
I just laughed and f*cked her ass some mo'
She licked my ass, and sucked my balls
And if I see her right now I can get them drawers
[Outro]
Yeah buddy! Willie D ain't gonna let these hoes get him down
I ain't cryin or dyin over none of you hoes
I ain't buyin you no leather, I ain't buyin you no suedes
No jewelry, no contacts, no Lee nails
Ain't buy you no hair, no makeup, food
None of that good sh*t (tell 'em, D!)
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