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feat. Kokane) [Cold187] We for breakin backs in the 9-4, time to play a hoe Like we never did before Since the prices went up for a piece a ass See I still get freebies cause I got gap And when it comes to the question "What have you done for me lately?" Yo, G, I make them bitches hate me [KMG] So grab ya coat, grab ya hat, cause its like that Ya try and play the role and ain't nothin but a hood rat So don't front yeah you're names Terri not Halle But you sprung like a motherfucker when I Hit that berry and let a hoe know whats poppin Cause it comes with the territory when you come a jockey [CHORUS] Everything will be all right Everything will be all right Everything will be all right Everything will be all right [KMG] SongtexteYeah I'm in the mood I need a hoe with much aptitude To creep wicked, to come kick it With the P-I-M-P, pimp clinic number 1 Ya say I ain't shit but cha sprung But ya holds the number then folds the number Then ya crawls to my house for a late night slumber [Cold187] Yeah cause bitches in the 90s ain't shit They claim that they a lady steady suckin every other niggaz dick So now you at my house on my couch screamin out My name, my status and my motherfuckin clout "And ya nigga don't know whats goin on" Cause he always broke and he always gone Now people might say that I am scandlous But it ain't my fault if a bitch can't handle this [CHORUS] [Kokane] Now I just had lit a flya show I bumped up so I gotta spit at the hoe Yeah she bound to let me smoke but make no mistake I gotta 8 year bid next day for a rape Owww, actin like crows And ya wonder why we call ya bitches and skeezas and hoes [Cold187] Yeah, she shoulda used the fuckin mase Tryin to come up on the homie cause the county check was late Uh, thats the problem with you bitches now-a-days Since you drop a couple a babies think you kickin it and gettin paid I waitin for Mr. Timesalt So he can pull yo fuckin creep up, and pay my fuckin bills off [CHORUS] [Cold187] I only speak of what I've been through best believe I've been around From the pimp clinic, hip, keep ya veins in ya fuckin mouth Bitches used to treat me like a bowl of onion soup Now they gettin tossed on the hood of my Lexus Coupe I keep clownin as you hoes cause you boos I got the hat, the nose, and the motherfuckin funny shoes [KMG] I clown on the witness I kick this Bookers in my business, know that I'm attracted to the bomb And ya know the thing is ones around that like to play And hit you up with that ass with no delay Shit, I learned hoes like takin off they clothes When them 100 dollar bills is on the flo' really doe [CHORUS] Aus Songtexte Mania