This song is a women-hatin song! In three versions depending on which coast you rep. Which is kind of cool. Makes my job harder, but onward!
I know these hoes ain't right (Can' trust 'em!)
Why give a bitch your heart?
When she rather have a purse (money-grabbing!)
Why give a bitch an inch?
When she rather have nine (dick joke!)
You know how the game goes
She be mine, by half-time, I'm the shit, oh (they're all so easy!)
You all about her, and she all about hers (cold and selfish!)
Come on, come on, girl
Why you frontin'? (you don't ACTUALLY care about your man)
Baby show me something (you KNOW you want me.)
When I call her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom dollars she gon' cheat (those women, always cheating!)
You just spent your bread on her
And it's all for nothing (not even money can keep this girl loyal!)
Tyga's Verse (Remix)
Hah, me and CB in the bay with her
Send her back home so you can lay with her (just pass her around!)
Shout-out Weezy F., keep a red bone wet (red bone=light-skinned black woman)
Rose rolex, hoes on deck (get in line, hoes)
She know I got a check
Do it too good when she ride that dick (she's too good at sex. Must be from all that whoring!)
Man I wouldn't trust that bitch
Too $hort's Verse (West Coast)
A nigga fell in love
Turn into a woosy (what an idiot!)
24-7 he was eating that pussy (not worth it.)
But these hoes ain't faithful
A nigga like me will have your bitch on tape though (all girls are porn stars!)
I been knowing not to trust these hoes
I get bread, get head, and fuck these hoes (money, BJs, and then sex. keep your priorities straight!)
In that order
Don't switch it around
Relationships change, it's so different now
No high-school sweetheart
These bitches pimpin'
All these opinions (women with opinions. That's as bad as pimpin!)
Women on women (how bout them lesbian hoes?!)
Lickin' them titties
Sex in the city
Hella "Instagram likes" but you ain't pretty (destroying our only validation!)
Bitch!
French Montana's Verse (East Coast)
HAH! Once Cirocs in the system (oh, these classic biggie lyrics again...)
Ain’t no telling will I fuck them, will I diss them (because it's all up to him in this equation)
That’s what they be yelling, I’m a pimp by blood
Not relation, I don’t chase em, I replace em (HAH!)
LVs, Hermes, Dolces
Them hoes, ain’t loyal, man, they rotate
School me to the game, now I know my duty
Put her in the Lotus
She was riding in that hoopty (WHOOP!) (hoopty=shit car)
Fuck that bitch
I got my own ho (someone finally has his own girl instead of "someone else's". Congrats!)
Fuck your weed
I got my own smoke
Had to put my mink back on
Tell that bitch, put her ring back on
Montana
I know these hoes ain't right (Can' trust 'em!)
Why give a bitch your heart?
When she rather have a purse (money-grabbing!)
Why give a bitch an inch?
When she rather have nine (dick joke!)
You know how the game goes
She be mine, by half-time, I'm the shit, oh (they're all so easy!)
You all about her, and she all about hers (cold and selfish!)
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal (all they want is $$$ if they can get it!)
And your nigga can do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal (all they want is $$$ if they can get it!)
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga's bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches
Got a white girl with some fake titties (good identifiers)
I took her to the bay with me
She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trapped (deal drugs)
She wanna fuck all the rappers (what a ho!)
Took a broke nigga's bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches
Got a white girl with some fake titties (good identifiers)
I took her to the bay with me
She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trapped (deal drugs)
She wanna fuck all the rappers (what a ho!)
Black girl with a big booty (well, we had a verse about white and tits, now we get black and ass. covering all the bases. )
If she a bad bitch, let's get to it, right away
I know girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
That's a no no girl (what were you THINKING?!)
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance (all girls dance for money!)
If she a bad bitch, let's get to it, right away
I know girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
That's a no no girl (what were you THINKING?!)
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance (all girls dance for money!)
Come on, come on, girl
Why you frontin'? (you don't ACTUALLY care about your man)
Baby show me something (you KNOW you want me.)
When I call her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom dollars she gon' cheat (those women, always cheating!)
You just spent your bread on her
And it's all for nothing (not even money can keep this girl loyal!)
Tyga's Verse (Remix)
Hah, me and CB in the bay with her
Send her back home so you can lay with her (just pass her around!)
Shout-out Weezy F., keep a red bone wet (red bone=light-skinned black woman)
Rose rolex, hoes on deck (get in line, hoes)
She know I got a check
Do it too good when she ride that dick (she's too good at sex. Must be from all that whoring!)
Man I wouldn't trust that bitch
Too $hort's Verse (West Coast)
A nigga fell in love
Turn into a woosy (what an idiot!)
24-7 he was eating that pussy (not worth it.)
But these hoes ain't faithful
A nigga like me will have your bitch on tape though (all girls are porn stars!)
I been knowing not to trust these hoes
I get bread, get head, and fuck these hoes (money, BJs, and then sex. keep your priorities straight!)
In that order
Don't switch it around
Relationships change, it's so different now
No high-school sweetheart
These bitches pimpin'
All these opinions (women with opinions. That's as bad as pimpin!)
Women on women (how bout them lesbian hoes?!)
Lickin' them titties
Sex in the city
Hella "Instagram likes" but you ain't pretty (destroying our only validation!)
Bitch!
French Montana's Verse (East Coast)
HAH! Once Cirocs in the system (oh, these classic biggie lyrics again...)
Ain’t no telling will I fuck them, will I diss them (because it's all up to him in this equation)
That’s what they be yelling, I’m a pimp by blood
Not relation, I don’t chase em, I replace em (HAH!)
LVs, Hermes, Dolces
Them hoes, ain’t loyal, man, they rotate
School me to the game, now I know my duty
Put her in the Lotus
She was riding in that hoopty (WHOOP!) (hoopty=shit car)
Fuck that bitch
I got my own ho (someone finally has his own girl instead of "someone else's". Congrats!)
Fuck your weed
I got my own smoke
Had to put my mink back on
Tell that bitch, put her ring back on
Montana
Do I really need to say much else?
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