Phonk Beta - Every Single b**h lyrics

[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...