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Lil Wayne - Hoes Lyrics




[Chorus:]
Hoes. Let's just talk about Hoes.
Can we talk about Hooooooeesss Hooooooeesss.
[Repeat]

[Mannie:]
Let's Go

[Verse 1:]
You gotta talk like a pimp.What's good mommy
You knew better, You do better
Who better than that nigga with the crisp
White tee.Icy white sneeks
Jeans to a better.You do better gettin yo ass
Off up in that coupe bitch.Sit your ass on that new leather
And regroup bitch.It's only me you bitch
On our way to the stoop.I'm the Birdman Jr.
You ain't know.And don't give me that silly bullshit
About you ain't Hoe.I move ya to my city
Put yo ass in u N.O.I'll have you looking pretty
Hit the Ave.Now get the dough
That Gucci gon fit ya.Like pose to be in pictures
I got Computer Love.Baby Wayne'll change your image
You need Weezy them other boys just gimmicks
Me I'm just game, green, and straight physics is ya with it
Yeah, I ain't even tryna hit it
I'm a get it when it's time to get it
Let's talk about

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Mannie]
I got this rat name Shelly.That love Makaveli
Number 5 combo meals.And splashin KY jelly
Our old school shawty.Still drink a 40
Grab the mic, Start a fight, And f*ck up the whole party
Baby you should leave.Via just your weave
That's velcro, Hell no.Bitch go with speed
Got this lead singer bitch from a popular group
I would say her name, But she bought me a coupe
Got this Hoe Shawnna.Smell like marijuana
She dig Lil Wayne, But she love the Big Tymers
Got pretty girl Patrice.Found out I'm f*ckin her neice
She tried to stab her, So I grabbed her
And we called the police.Mr. Officer
The bitch done lost it brah, She goin to jail
Oh well I'll be f*ckin her.See 2 dike spanish twins
Nuts pressed on they chins.Where we go
Video.Well nigga that depends

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
I got old school bitches and new school Hoes
Female basketball players with cornrows
And I ont like short hair girls.No not really
If I do she gotta look like the old Halle Berry
Or the broke Toni Braxton.The first Lil Kim
But I'll still take hood rats and work with them
Put ya ass in the Jag and I choke it quick
Give ya ass a lil game.If ya smirk ya in
I'm a pimp not a simp.Like ice in my drink
And I don't think twice or blink.Cause I'm focus
Rollin in the whitest mink like polar, bear
Yeah, Let down my hair.Get jazzy on a bitch
Like Fred Astaire.Rose gold in her
Get her red as glare.My Bentley plum
My Mercedes pear.I am looking for a freak
Mama take me there, Yeah

[Wayne Talking]
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[Chorus:]
Hoes. Let's just talk about Hoes.
Can we talk about Hooooooeesss Hooooooeesss.
[Repeat]

[Mannie:]
Let's Go

[Verse 1:]
You gotta talk like a pimp.What's good mommy
You knew better, You do better
Who better than that nigga with the crisp
White tee.Icy white sneeks
Jeans to a better.You do better gettin yo ass
Off up in that coupe bitch.Sit your ass on that new leather
And regroup bitch.It's only me you bitch
On our way to the stoop.I'm the Birdman Jr.
You ain't know.And don't give me that silly bullshit
About you ain't Hoe.I move ya to my city
Put yo ass in u N.O.I'll have you looking pretty
Hit the Ave.Now get the dough
That Gucci gon fit ya.Like pose to be in pictures
I got Computer Love.Baby Wayne'll change your image
You need Weezy them other boys just gimmicks
Me I'm just game, green, and straight physics is ya with it
Yeah, I ain't even tryna hit it
I'm a get it when it's time to get it
Let's talk about

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Mannie]
I got this rat name Shelly.That love Makaveli
Number 5 combo meals.And splashin KY jelly
Our old school shawty.Still drink a 40
Grab the mic, Start a fight, And f*ck up the whole party
Baby you should leave.Via just your weave
That's velcro, Hell no.Bitch go with speed
Got this lead singer bitch from a popular group
I would say her name, But she bought me a coupe
Got this Hoe Shawnna.Smell like marijuana
She dig Lil Wayne, But she love the Big Tymers
Got pretty girl Patrice.Found out I'm f*ckin her neice
She tried to stab her, So I grabbed her
And we called the police.Mr. Officer
The bitch done lost it brah, She goin to jail
Oh well I'll be f*ckin her.See 2 dike spanish twins
Nuts pressed on they chins.Where we go
Video.Well nigga that depends

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
I got old school bitches and new school Hoes
Female basketball players with cornrows
And I ont like short hair girls.No not really
If I do she gotta look like the old Halle Berry
Or the broke Toni Braxton.The first Lil Kim
But I'll still take hood rats and work with them
Put ya ass in the Jag and I choke it quick
Give ya ass a lil game.If ya smirk ya in
I'm a pimp not a simp.Like ice in my drink
And I don't think twice or blink.Cause I'm focus
Rollin in the whitest mink like polar, bear
Yeah, Let down my hair.Get jazzy on a bitch
Like Fred Astaire.Rose gold in her
Get her red as glare.My Bentley plum
My Mercedes pear.I am looking for a freak
Mama take me there, Yeah

[Wayne Talking]
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Writer: BYRON O. THOMAS, DWAYNE CARTER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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