Master P - Freak Hoes lyrics

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Master P - Freak Hoes lyrics

Hey check this out miss thang or should i say b**h... do you like to shake your a** in the club? do ya motha f**a? Freak hoes freak hoes let your mother f**in knees touch your elbows Freak hoes freak hoes let your mother f**in knees touch your elbows Freak hoes freak hoes bounce your a** and let your knees touch your elbows Freak hoes freak hoes bounce your a** ans let your knees touck your elbows (Verse 1)-Master p One time chase me they couldn't take me, my baby momma two kids couldn't take me. so I went to the club met nina have you seen her she look like Leena Horn with the bug bu*t got it goin on but got mo kids then children of the corn that's why i couldn't f** with her even though I knew she was a gold diggin b**h out the projects livin on that county check but got that k**er p**y that's why a n***a say watch that hoe watch that b**h silly rabbit the tricks on you b**h cuz Tru n***as stay Tru to the gizzame get the coochie and don't know yo nizame and leave a b**h stuck with dick on her breath dope in the house and one way out. (Chorus 3x) (Verse 2 )-silk the shocker Now once a trick always a trick ya wanna know why I talk like this supposta be me and you but ya f**ed my whole crew and that's why I call you a b**h, Now um i shake these hoes like dice keep'en in check like knight now when I f** turn on the lights when they go left I go rightI can't deny I treat'em like women but b**hes like hoes man I climb them hoes like (something) I ride them hoes like brand new vogues on for stre after show, hit'em and put'em back in my brand new cutless but ain't no thang while she talkin sh** upout this b**h I told ya'll no hoes can ride for free so get up out my sh**. (verse 3)-mia x All you n***az talkin bout bounce that a** there ain't a freak show we want the motha f**in cash so f** ya weed don't want no drank think that you can f** me you ain't got enough to even touch me I seen you stuntin in yo benz but do them broads know it's for your motha f**in friends wanna be a balla ni**a YOUZ A HOE you clain playin still gettin fronted dope callin us freaks, but your the freaky one tonguelickin on my pearl like a stick to a snare drum until I cum all in ya f**in face floss ya teeth with my p**y hairs, ans then i'm outta there I cares a f** bout how you feel but i will slip a mickey in yo drink getcha getcha out your dope and your bank leave ya stank my cuz I ain't the hoe to shake my a** at the club for you negros I can't stand a mother f**a talkin sh** when he knows he gets sprung when the p**y lips drip that lil dick yea you call me b**h but i wander why you still try to sweat me trick impress me trick now ain't that a trip you n***as try to flip the script but still ain't say sh** you n***az call your selves pimps and try to spit the game but your to lame for a TRU b**h. (Chorus)