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Silkk the Shocker - Tell Me lyrics
(feat. Master P, C-Murder) [Master P] Yo, uh Silkk, we gonna dedicate this one to all the hoes out there I aint calling every woman a hoe, but, uh, if the shoe fits wear it Cause uh [Chorus: repeat 3X] Tell me what you think after you talk to one of these stupid hoes Tell me how you feel after you fuck one of these stupid hoes [Master P] Uhhhhhhhh! Do you feel the same, some hoes want your change Hoes been chasing niggas, rolling on thier thangs They look for dope dealers, ballers and hustlers See real bitches hate busters Some bitches'll let you fuck em till they bleed Uh, but rats like cheese You see, pussy stretch em out You go raw, and hoes make childs And then the game, it aint no thing But it's a shame cause a hoe in it for one thing They after big timers with big papers, Biz Markie make vapors But see these hoes will hate you if they know that they can't break you Some of these hoes need to shut thier fucking mouth Wishing for a new car and don't have a house [Chorus] [C-Murder] Don't play no games trick, keep my name about your mouth You say you hate me, but at the show you damn near passed out Wanting me to pay your rent but not your relatives You mad at me, your baby daddy don't claim your kids You wanna baller to fall for you But after a nigga fuck you, he don't even call you Dollar signs in your eyes hoe Claiming you a virgin, but on tape you fuckin big Mo You rippin round town, you say you fucked a TRU nigga I ask P and Silkk, they say they couldn't remember You or your name, you stupid hoe So get your kids, get your drawers, and hit the door Hoe, I aint got time for these bitches Stupid biatch Uhhhhhh [Chorus] [Silkk The Shocker] Now would I see if I fucked these hoes man cause P calls them a trip Lookin at me like a big old dollar sign figure them hoes can get rich Now everybody worrying and shit, looking all stupid and shit Niggas be acting soft When I met her she was cool as fuck all of a sudden everybody got a fucking problem Now, why you worrying about what kind of car that I got Conversating with those tricks, you talking shit, been looking at my rings and my watch Now after you hit it, look this trick, who you giving the cold shoulder And after you get your nut, then you be like mad as fuck Look at her be like man, it's more over So you be sad when she there, and you be glad when she left And you be mad when she around so you pack your bags and stuff These hoes like a diamond and be wearing things for free, but I'm a put them in they place Man them hoes be cool at first, then turn fucking crazy like a guest on Ricky Lake I'll play the game for what it's worth nigga, lil G done keeping composure I'm a soldier, when I go on a date I'm a bring guns, fuck bring roses These hoes a trip [Chorus] [Master P] Ha ha, yeah What these hoes don't realize They don't realize that uh, if we was to give a bitch something, even if it was a few G's It really ain't nothing It aint nothing but pocket change to us nigga Can't break the bank baby And uh, treat these hoes like fiends Give them just enough, so they'll come back Bitch, I don't need you, you need me Stupid hoe |
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