Hoes

[Chorus: T3, Baatin]

Hoes... hoes... hoes...

Hoes, hoes, hoes (Som'n I gotta say to ya)

Hoes, hoes, hoes (Ya know...)

Hoes...

Hoes, hoes, hoes (I've been thinking 'bout, umm...)

Hoes...

Hoes, hoes, hoes (About you and me...)

Hoes...

Hoes, hoes, hoes (Hm... and it goes like this...)

[Verse 1: T3]

You and him, I knew

Been a long time, the shit we been through

It's been 'all gold' then 'no go', so low, so loco

So tell me though

Tell me how it go

See... I was on the creep, doin' my thang though

Blings on my fing', 'cause you know how my game go

Same to the same, 'cause you can't trick a dame though

Blamеd 'cause they stained in thе game

You know

I was sitting back, 'cause I kinda knew

I seen ya'll two – hugged up and cuddled too

Ya'll was even saying things with me seeing you

That's about time the I moved in

Huh

[Chorus: T3, Baatin]

Hoes, hoes, hoes... hoes (Don't know what the hell to do)

Hoes, hoes, hoes... hoes (Hoes stay on my mind, ladies too)

Hoes, hoes, hoes... hoes (Packs at a time, they come in two)

Hoes, hoes, hoes... hoes (Tell me what's really goin' on)

Yeah... I knew (Tell me what's really goin' on)

Hoes... (Tell me who's really goin' off...)

Hoes... (Tell me who's really on my...)

[Verse 2: Baatin]

I was just chillin on my living room floor

Staring at you

Doing Tae Bo

I mean, you did it so slow (So slow)

Maybe it was me

Losing control

I'm usually known to

Keep my composure

But I think I'm supposed to

Say what I feel (Say what I feel)

Don't think it's right if I don't keep it real

And tell you how I feel

You so damn ill

[Chorus: Baatin, (T3)]

Hoes, hoes, hoes... (Hoes...)

Hoes, hoes, hoes... (Hoes...)

All ya'll on the wall like some lights

Hoes, hoes, hoes... (Hoes...)

You clubbin' niggas, all you tryna pull ya lil' (Hoes...)

Hoes, hoes, hoes... (Hoes...)

Get it off the wall

Hoes, hoes, hoes... (Hoes...) Uh

Hoes, hoes, hoes... (Hoes...)

[Verse 3: T3]

{*deep breath...*} Oh yeah! Some niggas is hoes too!

They ain't really down with you

They ain't ready to roll with you

If you was in a poker game, them niggas'll fold on you

Type of niggas you can't take to the clubs

'Cause when it's time to knuckle up, yo, them niggas'll run

The type that'll sell you a gun, but they never use one

Never bust them a shot, but be talkin' a lot

Talking 'bout – whatever they gettin' or whatever they got

Tryna hang with you for whatever you got

Talkin' 'bout "I'm down with" such-and-such and "Me and him cool"

Some ladies be believin' it, some niggas do too

Making up make-believe, like my niggas a fool

Just to holla back like we cool – ho!

[Outro: T3]

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