Trick Daddy - Ho But You Can't Help It Lyrics
Beep!Trick daddyI figure youse a ho but you cant help itcause being raised by a ho is kinda hecticOld material *****Gold-digging for them tender dicksA real nigga never give you shit biotchBorn and raised in the mother*****ing projects hoGetting money by at the pak jam, by the back doorWearing them shorts up your ass with a tube topLetting niggas stick they fingers all in the ********** all big and wet, looking good and shitSmelling like dead fishAnd every week its the same shit you and that lil shitAnd every time I see you, you got to have dickYou wants mo respectYou gets no respectAnd all you want is some hardcore sex1, 2, 3, yes you know4, 5, 6, 7 niggas in your holeBack-to-back from the back, head and allDoo-doo brown and licked his hairy ass ballsIn the streets late-night me, you, and all my boysWhat Im thinking bout honey bun (honey bun)You got the nigga running up in youShake it like naww, Im not trying to do youNo good freak, is the same but I love youIm off in you skin-deep mother*****er lets do it again sometimes you like that, huh?The next nut going out for your grandmaYouse a ho but you cant help it cause you dont know itI figure youse a hoe but you cant help it, cause you dont know itOh, oh, hoYouse a hoe but you cant help it, cause you dont know itBuddy roeStupid ***** you done dropped out of high schoolBut whos the fool?Youse a prime exampleYou met a nigga named mikeAt the nice lexus lane looking like grands for the nightTimes are hard, you scared, your rent is dueIt aint no limit to the shit you doYou making records in the studioTelling me it aint who you know its who you blowSheit,Ill hit you up for a gangbangHave you doing strange thangs for some small changeKeeping it real*****ing with the wrong popsLongshoreman on the dockHead, booty and *****You get what he gotShooting tech to his whole catTook him home let him hit you from the backWith tax because its like thatI figure youse a ho ho hoYou cant trustA ***** with a big buttYou get the guts, then tell that ho to keep in touchJimmy-up when I bust her*****ed herHiv cant trust herI got too much to loseCash rulesProtect the family jewelsYeah,And I aint going out like easyBelieve meA nigga disease freeChorusTrick daddyHad another baby, blame it on the same niggaReason being is seeing that hes a dope dealin*****, youse a fiend you want dickYou want much flow,But I cant pay you hoYou dissed trick,And now you on the hitlistI dogged you out, and now you getting dick shitI told my boysThat you make much noiseAnd you like getting off with those sex toysA bunch of high school hos at the goom-bay*They got they drawers in they hands like its okayThey got all the niggas jockin cause they ***** fatThe young hoes turning heads cause they got backNow, they finer than them hos off tvBut, they *****ing every nigga on fifteenthSo I figgaaaaaaaYouse a ho ho hoChorusHo ho hoChorus with variation untill the end* the goom-bay is a carribean music celebration down in miami
