Hos Hos Young Buck (Ft. 50 Cent)
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[Intro: Young Buck & 50 Cent]
Yeah
I like to shout out my nigga 50
You know, for introducing me to so many celebrity hoes, homie (Yeaaahhhhh)
These hoes love me, my nigga
I want you to meet this new bitch Buck
Look my fuckin' phone ringing right now, who is this?
Monica? Trina? Some, fucking [?] [?] bitch
Ha ha ha
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
Sumthin' 'bout a Cali bitch, the gangsta hoes not the average
Have a nigga feeling like, I'm gonna mary this
And you don't know how many kids she done have with this
But, I gotta thing for my down South hoes
Pussy stay wet and their mouth stay cold
Turn that ass around girl, touch your toes
Throw it back to me, let me hear you holla OH!
Your man ain't nothing like me
7 figga nigga, still in a white T
Pimp the game, like the homie Ice-T
10 years, ain't no telling where I might be
Do it for the money, you can keep the fame
I'd rather be a rich nobody, then broke with a name
Chinchilla with a Cardi F Frame, wreck the range
But ain't a damn thang change
Yeah
I like to shout out my nigga 50
You know, for introducing me to so many celebrity hoes, homie (Yeaaahhhhh)
These hoes love me, my nigga
I want you to meet this new bitch Buck
Look my fuckin' phone ringing right now, who is this?
Monica? Trina? Some, fucking [?] [?] bitch
Ha ha ha
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
Sumthin' 'bout a Cali bitch, the gangsta hoes not the average
Have a nigga feeling like, I'm gonna mary this
And you don't know how many kids she done have with this
But, I gotta thing for my down South hoes
Pussy stay wet and their mouth stay cold
Turn that ass around girl, touch your toes
Throw it back to me, let me hear you holla OH!
Your man ain't nothing like me
7 figga nigga, still in a white T
Pimp the game, like the homie Ice-T
10 years, ain't no telling where I might be
Do it for the money, you can keep the fame
I'd rather be a rich nobody, then broke with a name
Chinchilla with a Cardi F Frame, wreck the range
But ain't a damn thang change
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