歌词
Hoe talking out of
TSH Made It
Hoe talking out of her neck, she bout to get whiplash
Yeah, you was funny at first, but not no more
Like Sinbad
Walkin' around with no face and no ass, bitch, that's too bad
If a **** came and gave you head, you'll still be stuck on stupid
Big ****, I walked in that hoe with my third leg
Hell yeah, I got the juice for any bitch that's thirsty
Little bitch, it's Thursday, don't make this shit your worst day
I shouldn't have ran into you in first place, trying to get it in in the worst way
Damn, whatever you call it, you a whatchamacallit
Damn near alcoholic, trying to be controlling
You a remote controller, come see me if you need it
Little bitch, know I got it, gone leave your ass bleeding
Tryna go to Eden, you call me conceited
Book, you don't even read it, little bitch, you ain't got it
Get this shit in your pocket, ayy, get bad, sit back
This bitch shit I pull up with, that got some kick back
Ayy, don't make us pull up at cha kick back
Tryna go ahead and send you back
Fat Joe better, lean back
Tryna go ahead and get that, I'm big P, came with a dip
I ain't never heard so much bullshit from a hoe who look like a Q-tip
Hoe talking out of her neck, she bout to get whiplash
Yeah, you was funny at first, but not no more
Like Sinbad
Walkin' around with no face and no ass, bitch, that's too bad
If a **** came and gave you head, you'll still be stuck on stupid
Big ****, I walked in that hoe with my third leg
Hell yeah, I got the juice for any bitch that's thirsty
Little bitch, it's Thursday, don't make this shit your worst day
I shouldn't have ran into you in first place, trying to get it in in the worst way
Damn, whatever you call it, you a whatchamacallit
Damn near alcoholic, trying to be controlling
You a remote controller, come see me if you need it
Little bitch, know I got it, gone leave your ass bleeding
Written by: Marshal Jesse Borner
