Poison Clan - Ho Stories lyrics

Intro: Madd Ball Yo JT, check this out, right: 'member back in the days n***as was Skippin' sh**, right, you know, f**in' with the hoes and see we used to kick lil' rhymes and sh** - hey, I want you to some of the SAME sh**, man! ... JT: Uh! One two! Madd Ball: Take us back in the days, I want you to do this one for all the boys 'round the way, you know what I'm sayin'? Same sh** 'bout All those stank b**hes. Verse 1: JT Money Hey yo, met a hoe named Sonia Said "Hey, baby doll, let a n***a get on ya!" She was with it, but one thing - She had one leg and walked with a cane I couldn't tell 'cause she was sittin' real pretty Bug fat a** and some FAT-a** titties +whistles+ When the hoe stood up, Trying to balance herself, I'm like, What the f**!? I was givin' her plenty play I ain't wanted to be rude, so I f**ed the hoe anyway I only did what I could, +grunting+ 'Cept for one thing about it, the p**y was good I threw that leg to the ceiling, Long-dicked the hoe, and the b**h started squealing +"Ahh! Ah! Ah! Ah!"+ Like a dog in pain, then the b**h Started cummin' and yellin' out my name +"Ahh, JT!! JT!! JT!!"+ Then she wrapped that leg 'round my waist, Held me close and said cum in her face Now you know I was wit' it Put dick in her mouth, and the silly b**h BIT it! Damn! I pulled it out quick +"God damn! Stupid b*tch!+ Now I got teeth-marks 'round my dick I hit that b**h like a man, Mad as f**, swollen dick in my hand Now I'm in pain, so I Beat that b**h-a** with her own cane +imitates beating noises+ Jumped in the Bronze, Kept the b**h' cane and made that b**h hop home! Madd Ball: Ha ha ha ha! JT: And ya don't stop! Silly b**h won't bite no dick no more! Madd Ball: No dick, hoe! JT: Silly b**h won't bite no dick no more! Crippled hoe, what you Gon' do?? Madd Ball: What you gon' do?? Hey man, that's the SAME sh**, boy, that sh** FUNKY!! Hey man, ooh, lemme pa** - pa -pa** the f**in' joint - go-o-o-od damn! Kick one more, J! JT: Yo, check it out ... Verse 2: JT Money See a b**h on the bus stop, so I must stop Conversate a bit, try to slay the b**h +"Yo, wussup baby, wussup baby?"+ See, I'm a n***a that's out to get it And if the hoe down with it, best believe I'ma hit it See, any hoe'll pa** I f**ed this fat hoe with dimples in her a** On heavy sense, dick hard as f** And all I seen was this fat-a** s*ut I was only crackin' for a little head Fat b**h' body slammed me on the bed Then the b**h might've tried me She got on top and tried to ride me +"Oh!! Ohhhhhhhh!"+ Couldn't overthrow her; she was 300 plus, Big fat greasy-a** stank ram s*ut! +Whew!+ And she refused to get up >From my chest to my knees was all wet up Big b**h was a freak She turned me over n' started lickin' up my bu*t-cheeks +*lapping noises*+ Then I got into it Said "Please! Don't squeeze my a** when you do it! +"Oh sh**!"+ She must not have liked the taste 'Cause she stopped eatin' a** when I farted in her face +"Thpppt!"+ But I ain't wanted to quit I'm on that thing and with a hard-a** dick! b**h! I ain't tryin' to play fussy Pushed her on the bed and took that fat p**y! Peace! Madd Ball: Go-od damn! JT: Ha ha, yeah, for 1992! Yours truly, JT motherf**in' Money the b**hizer! Madd Ball: In the house. JT: You know, yo, for the people out there who be want to Throw a n***a in jail, the lyrics in this song is, why'know what I'm sayin', fake sh** names, nothin' but hoe stories ... Madd Ball: Fake sh**; ain't for real! JT: ... I'm sendin' this one out to my manager Hop, you know what time it is, Hop! One time for my n***a Madd Ball, Shorty T ... Madd Ball: It's your boy. JT: ... Uzi, my n***a Ram, one time for the whole Clan ... Madd Ball: Big nose! JT: ... my n***a Leveke on the beat, Eddie on the board ... Madd Ball: Blood claat Eddie! JT: ... yo, Poison Clan's signin' the f** outta here. Madd Ball: And we outta this motherf**er just like that, haaaaaaaa, ya stank b**hes! This ain't nothin' but hoe Stories, all y'all hoes, y'all know what time it is, you're the ones we talkin' 'bout! Ya stank fat BIIIIIIIIITCH!!