[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung]
f** these hoes, it's the re-do, you know how we do
Every Single b**h y'all
From the Psycho Active album, by my n***a X (Nefarious)
Bear n***a the flex, can't come nearious (b*atch) (who is this?)
[Verse 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]
It's the muthaf**en Lynch and I'm back on a X tracc
'Bout to tell you n***as how to keep a ho stack (what you do?)
What you got to do, ta have your b**h clockin
Just put her on skirt, (then what?) sit her on stock then fish-net stockins
Tight around thick jock, make it look good, to the normal n***a eye
That b**h'll make a k**in even if she ain't fine (what?!)
Cuz a big a** and some titties is a gold mine, deuce-nine dollars
A nut, two nuts is 58, an extra 4 if want the ho to masturbate
A blow job is 24 bocks a hit
But it's worth she see the ho swallow the gooey sh**
And when I come through she be comin to see daddy
Like a O.G., you know me, I'm sittin in the Caddy, kick back
Look at the ho like "Wow!"
b**h your my slave, what should I make her do know?
You can't treat a b**h good, you know (no)
What good is a n***a who ain't slappin his ho
So peep, let 'em all know that you don't play
And every b**h gotta price to pay
That's real, you b**hes, f** hoes mayn
They got all off crack, tryin to make you scratch
That's realer than real, shots to that n***a Nefarious
He put down the original game, n***a just need to bring back some doe
Slow me, uh, productions
[Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Who's the ho? A b**h named {silence} was the trick
She gave up the poo-poo for not one cent
She didn't pay, f** it I kept the ho
Every morning at 6 A.M. she was leavin out my window
The close homie probably hit 'em too
I thought I gave her f** but she probably f**ed the whole crew
I can't lie, I hella liked the b**h
But like X-Raided said: "Once a b**h, always a b**h"
So why try to change her?
I rather be by myslef, f** a ho I strangle her
The only woman I respect
Is my muthaf**en moma, disrespect I break yo neck
It's hella easy pullin hoes (hella easy pullin)
Half cuz I got game and half cuz I'm in the store
Dumb b**h you, you get's no play (24 street)
You got a price to pay, fa sho
f** these all muthaf**en
Disease carrien
Muthaf**en red p**y havin
Cuz it's been dug up, stretch up, phunky stupid a**, b*atches
Set up bicthes, yaknowwhuti'msayin
f** 'em and leave 'em
[Verse 3: Brotha Lynch Hung]
That's that b**h givin up the cash
I know a ho, who would straight up jack yo a**
You might go to the mo-mo and get you some
Then you wakin in hella broke and feelin dumb
She made you cum then your a** went to sleep (then what hapend?)
Took your ki and out the doo' the ho creep
You got got by a sneeky a** b**h
Now she's kickin with a notha n***a, front you sh**
You said the baby had you caught, that's what you said
But you thought she was sprung so you gave her the bread
It was all of the b**hes plot
Big spider web, yo a** got caught
You went in her that night loc
Yeah, she said use the rubber, a big f**en
She got head, ate and paid quick
And all you got was a fat a** cheuqe to spend
See, n***as just love the bomb sh**
Them b**hes cry to make a n***a go for it
But not me, n***a I do it my way
Cuz every b**h got a price to pay, fa sho
Youknow, what I say, haha, them b**hes got you stretched out...