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Tru - Freak Hoes lyrics
Hey check this out miss thang or should I say bitch do you like to shake your ass in the club do you a motherfucker Freak hoes freak hoes let your motherfucking knees touch your elbows freak hoes freak hoes let your motherfucking kness touch your elbows freak hoes freak hoes bounces your ass and let your knees touch your elbows freak hoes freak hoes bounce your ass and let your knees touch your elbows Verse One: Master P One time chaesd me they couldn't take we my baby momma 2 kids couldn't braek me so I weat to the club and met Nena have you seen her she look like Lena Horn with the big butt gotta go on but got more kids than Children of the Korn thats why I couldn't fuck with her even though I knew she was a gold diggin bitch out the projects livin for the county check but got the killa pussy thats why a nigga say watch that hoe watch that bitch silly rabbit the tricks on you bitch cuz TRU niggaz stay TRU to the gizame get the koochie and don't know the yo nizame and leave a bitch stuck with dick on her breath dope in the house and one way out. Chorus: repeat 3X Freak hoes,freak hoes bounce your ass and let your knees touch your elbows Verse Two: Silkk the Shocker Now once a trick always a trick they wanna know why I talked like this supposed to be and you you fucked my whole crew and thats why I called you a bitch,now um I shake these hoes like dice keep'en in check like knight now when I fuck trun on the lights when they go left and Igo right I can't deny I treat'em and like women but bitches like hoes man I climb them hoes like (something) I ride them hoes like brand new vogues on for sure atfer show,hit'em and split'em and duck'em fuck'em I hit'em and put'em back in my brand new cutless but aint no thang while she talkin shit upout this bitch I told ya all no hoes can ride for free so get up out my shit. Chorus Verse Three: Mia X All you niggaz talkin bout bounce that ass this aint no free show we want the motherfuckin cash hoe fuck your weed don't want no drank don't even thick that you can't fuck me you got enough to even touch me I seen yo stuntin in Benz but them broads know its for your motherfuckin friends wanna be balla nigga your ho you clain playa still gettin fronted dope callin us freaks,but your the freaky one tounge lickin on my pearl like a stick to a snare drum until I cum all in ya fuckin face floss ya teeth with my pussy hairs,and than I'm outta there I cares a fuck bout how you feel but I will slip a mickey in yo drank getcha getcha out your dope and your bank leave ya stank my cuz I aint the hoe to shake my ass at the club for you negros I can't stand a motherfucka talkin shit when he knows he gets spung when the pussy lips drip that lil dick yea you call me bitch but I wander why you still try to sweat me trick impress me trick now aint that a trip you niggaz try to flip the script but still aint sayin shit you niggaz call your selves pimps and try to spit the game but your to lame for aTRU bitch. Chorus |
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