Messy Marv - Hoe's Ain't sh** lyrics

-=- Messy Marv -=- Yeah b**h, this ain't only business b**h, this is all the way personal. Ya Understand that? Ugh Ugh... my thug n***as sing! -=- Chorus -=- (2x) Enough of you hoes ain't sh** Especially a broke a** b**h from TLC Hangin' out the shotgun side Of my homeboys ride Yellin' won't never have money -=- Messy Marv -=- (Verse 1) I heard you hoes went bankrupt What happened to that? Now yalls on f**in scrubs and yallve been havin' scratch You hoes are Atlanta hood rats You ain't know Yall could gain a little weight if yall would stop f**in wit dope Im from Fillmoe b**h the land of the Scandolous Thug livin' and drug dealin' Pimpin' and Handlin' What a n***as not understandin is how yall switched ]From bein' a broke hoe To a top life b**h But what game is this? Me and my n***as mash on those Ricky a** no cla** punk a** hoes You know my stee low b**h kicks, shops Bricks all broke down into twomp chops And on my block We've been through it all man Like Paper we got handles in this game With the ball man After the club I heard you s**as could dip And believe me, when I see you, Im a call you a b**h b*tch! -=- Chorus -=- (2x) -=- Messy Marv -=- (Verse 2) See Im used to this b**h this is what i do Drop off sh** and collect chips in cancoon Half of you hoes got issues f**in, wit Mess Still choppin' at the gap and boots at Nine West You see nappy head n***as, like myself Get a punk b**h, shake their hand and the scrill b**h you under-still I keep it thugged out like yup boy Whatcha wanna see me in the Lexus of the trunk boy Im a ride on all you victicious' Coward a** fashionable, low cla** b**hes When it gets specific Hoe I seen you on the cut Lookin' all f**ed off b**h and lil as f** In yo back hoe b**h dont fall to tha Yay Made a football playin' a** n***a turn gay So what more could I say? b**h whos the scrub? And when I see you at the club Hoe it ain't no love b*tch! -=- Chorus -=- (4x)