Cant Trust No Hoe

Hey, J, bruh, let's go over there

Look at Lil' Daddy and Cool chillin', bruh what's happenin'

What up, what up?, What's happenin' man? Yo, yo, Smooth man

What's happenin' wit' ya' girl man?

You and your girl, why you, why you lookin at givin' her the boot mane?

I gave that hoe a ride, outfit, still got me mixed up

Man, I thought you and hoe was gonna be kickin' it for a while

Well guess what, we ain't kickin' it

I don't trust that hoe, I don't trust

Look, bruh, I'mma tell you about these hoes

My first example comes from a potna' I had

The type of **** who figured his bitch couldn't get stabbed

I warned him at first, his game was so weak

He never pictured that bitch was a stone, bone freak

Now she was shype, and nuttin' polite

She kept her Struts dress tight, high as a kite

She used to look at me hard, I knew she wanted some dick

But what comes first? Your potna' or that pussy? Shit

Looked at my dick and I said "give me some advice"

"Don't make it nasty make it precise"

He looked me dead in my face, hard as a brick

And said "Smooth, you better try to kill that bitch"

Cause number (one) his game ain't strong enough

Number (two) his dick ain't long enough

Number (three) I'll catch you back that I'm sure you know

Then number (four) fuck (four), I'mma fuck that hoe

I called her up, I said I wanted to fuck and the bitch took

Less than 30 minutes and hit my door with the dick look

I let her in, locked the door, lil' mama got nekkid

So I dropped my Girbauds in a Wall Street second

She hit her knees, her mouth had opened like a garage

My nuts looked at my dick and they all yelled "charge!"

She started sucking, eyes open, watchin' my nuts

Bang her in the chin, with my dick in her esophagus

I started shootin', I'm strokin' much harder

She swallowed so much cum that bitch got fat like Nell Carter

Now my doorbell rang, huh, guess who that was?

My potna', her boyfriend, aaaaaaaaw fuck

I said look hoe, put on your gear

And think of a reason of why the fuck you came here

I let him in, she told him "I needed someone to talk to"

He didn't buy it she said "let's go take a walk boo"

He started pushing her, talkin' some weak shit

Cryin' in the streets, over that freak bitch

Tellin' her "I know you gave the **** some cat"

She said "uh-ah, Smooth ain't nuttin' like that"

And he believed her, I told him the truth, me

He claim I'm lame, told his dame he gone shoot me

But he still runs around with her name on his shirt

He think that hoe shob, and she ain't nuttin' but dirt

A dick sucker, I damn near fucked her, I'm 'bout to

Rock her, he cock blocked me, uh, now why do you trust 'em

(You can't trust no hoe) (say what)

You can't trust no hoe

You can't trust no hoe (say what)

(You can't trust no hoe) (say what)

After you fuck dat hoe, you supposed to duck dat hoe (say what)

(You can't trust no hoe) (say what)

You can't trust no hoe

You can't trust no hoe (say what)

(You can't trust no hoe)

Hold my line, give me my blow, then hit the damn do', cause yo'

My next story comes from a personal trend

How I almost got slammed by my own girlfriend

She was fine as fuck, gorgeous, and so, ooooh

So fuckin' smart she almost took me to school

I played her out like a mack, she kept my bankroll fat

Better than that, I kept that pissy flat on her back

She was known real quick, not because she was rich

You see she carried the title of Tim Smooth's bitch

So I jocked her, and I'm'll admit it

Cause it didn't seem like that there when I did it

I bought her everything, I took her everywhere, 'cause if I was

Taking a shit in the men's room, she had to come in there

At night, I'm nuttin' polite

I kept a rubber on, so I wouldn't feel right

But when she rode me, shit she damn near lost me

Look her pussy got so hot it burned my rubber clean off me

She was wild, straightjackets wouldn't hold her

But me I'm 'bout horny like a **** from Angola

This is my everyday routine

She screams, I make her have another wet dream

Until one day, I passed by her crib

That's right off Waggaman... look, fuck where she lives

She opened the do' on the phone with some dude

Talkin' all nice to that ****, givin' Smooth a fuckin' attitude

I said look bitch, give me my ring

'Fore you be calling Don King, telling him I could swing

She just threw that shit, told me to get somewhere, huh

But I ain't nuttin' nice on no pissy, belie' dat 'dere

I stared her up and down, at first I couldn't speak

But if I didn't hit her, she'd probably think I was weak

So I kicked her, knocked her, smooth the fuck out

And walked out her house with a boot in my mouth

I often think about her, I know she think about me

Shit I'm thinking 'bout pussy, this hoe be thinking 'bout Bruce Lee

The moral to my story is simple

Pop a bitch like a pimple, but don't ever let 'em

Ride in your limo, you're buying her shit, kissin' the bitch

Not knowing she done sucked your best friend's dick

And when you find out, that your players the one

Your first impulse, I'm gonna get me a gun

Then you're in the fuckin' pen, doin' five to ten

While she is licking your best friend, from chin to shin

Now shit that ain't shob at all

You think you livin' large, you living small like a golf ball

They try to hit me, but that hit missed, huh

So at Christmas, I leave all them bitches giftless

They don't fuck 'round with me, 'cause I'll say

Quickly "hey Lassie, you barkin' up the wrong tree"

I never bought a bitch shit

All I give her is stone, bone dick real quick

And after I bust her, you stupid mother fucka'

Ride off, 'cause Tim Smooth don't trust 'em

(You can't trust no hoe) (say what)

You can't trust no hoe

You can't trust no hoe (say what)

(You can't trust no hoe) (say what)

After you fuck dat hoe, you supposed to duck dat hoe (say what)

(You can't trust no hoe) (say what)

You can't trust no hoe

You can't trust no hoe (say what)

(You can't trust no hoe)

Here's your favorite line, uh-uh look Trixie, give me my blow then hit the fuckin' do', ya' know

Look ladies y'all can't get offended, but you know the reality of life

And if you a hoe you a hoe, if you a bitch, you a bitch

But a hoe and a woman can't make that switch