Who's Next? Lyrics - Non-fiction - Black Sheep

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

(Oh, it seems that you're a ho) 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

I don't want you no mo' 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

(Oh, it seems that you're a ho) 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

I don't want you no mo' 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

(Oh, it seems that you're a ho) 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

I don't want you no mo' 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

(Oh, it seems that you're a ho) 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

I don't want you no mo' 

Really doe, really doe, you's a really silly ho 

To think that you could fuck with me then step to my bro 

No, I don't think so, nor do I drink, so 

That seems to me to be the reaction of a stank ho 

How could you play yourself when I thought so much about you? 

So now the sugar dick daddy's got to do without you 

I guess I'll proceed to the next 

I'm going to miss your eyes, your smile and, of course, the sex 

From the very first day I met you, I didn't think I'd get you 

That's why I didn't sweat you 

I knew there was another because I saw you with him 

Still you turned around, winked your eye and gave me rhythm 

I said, "Oh shit, it's time to get with it" 

Pulled out my blade and your man's neck split 

I grabbed you by the hand, he didn't understand 

But I stepped off the scene just knowing I was the man 

We enjoyed the date, also the night 

Then I said to myself, "Self, something ain't right" 

Excuse me, miss, can you tell me what's the twist 

It seems to be you're too promiscuous 

She was wookin' pa nub in all the wrong faces 

Wookin' pa nub in all the wrong places 

Man, I didn't know what to think of you 

When I found out you ran through my whole damn crew 

Molecules, Cee-Low and Chucky Smash 

Showbiz, AG and the whole Boombash 

You hit them all off, it wasn't just me 

And then I heard you boned Chi-Ali, damn 

I said, "Oh no, ho, you gots to go 

But take my number though 'cause, yo, you never know" 

See the way Mr Lawnge likes to play them 

I only like to lay them around five a.m 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

(Oh, it seems that you're a ho) 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

I don't want you no mo' 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

(Oh, it seems that you're a ho) 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

I don't want you no mo' 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

(Oh, it seems that you're a ho) 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

I don't want you no mo' 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

(Oh, it seems that you're a ho) 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

I don't want you no mo' 

Now, when I first saw ya I tried to ignore ya 

'Cause niggas was playing you closer than rice and goya 

Face like Halle, ass like Angina 

Feet like Pebbles and cook like Aunt Jemima 

Plus I hear that she's quick to bring a nigga to the brink 

Beaver? Nah, believe her shit's all mink 

She played the party scene like she had a death wish 

And niggas crazy sweated her like she wrote the guest list 

Out of sight, me and my peeps are getting solar 

She walked by, I reached out and said, "Yo, nola" 

"That's not my name", I said, "I know, but anyway 

Honey, take this number you can call me any day" 

Quicksand, I didn't understand that she's a fan 

Rather that honey wants more props than a kickstand 

She'd told her friends what I told mine here 

"I'mma knock that ass in due time, hear?" 

She called the next day and I'm like, "What's your occupation?" 

The method in my madness was the same of operation 

She was a po' ho, a hobo, a part-time boho so 

Yo, for the ring, she's giving low blows 

Schematic peeped, she came by to let me hammer her 

She's looking right, damn, I should've hid the camera 

She hit me off but, yo, it's my word 

She got dropped by the first, picked up by the third 

I lay down sleepy, that shit was crazy creepy 

Rrring! I pick it up, this nigga's like, "Somebody beep me?" 

I'm feeling cheated, the shit shall never be repeated 

Before I get defeated, yo, I'll beat it 

'Cause I use steel-plated latex lately 

And when they say 'downtown', yo, I stop at 42nd Street 

'Cause to get laid many prices are paid 

And I'm so 'noid I don't want a band-aid 

I try to stay aware of the drama, it's crazy 

Plus, see I got to tell your mama that I'm swayze 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

(Oh, it seems that you're a ho) 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

I don't want you no mo' 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

(Oh, it seems that you're a ho) 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

I don't want you no mo' 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

(Oh, it seems that you're a ho) 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

I don't want you no mo' 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

(Oh, it seems that you're a ho) 

I had her, you had her, we had her 

He had her, she had her, they had her 

I don't want you no mo' 

Cheers to the gigolos and the hoes 

About to open up your nose 'cause that's the way my love flows 

To every man that said he'll never get up in it 

If I said that you could win it you'd be at my house in five minutes 

The sugar's so sweet and if I let you get me in between the sheets 

It's my beat, I'm telling you again and again 

I don't get nasty with the men like I get nasty with the pen 

People like to call girls that like men with money trash 

But you's an ass if you don't like a nigga with cash 

I don't really care, I like the big bucks 

So if I gotta be trash, yo, fucking call a garbage truck 

Love don't have a price but you gotta know the deal 

I'm a tell it like it is 'cause I like to keep it real 

When a man's broke he's got his hand on the trigger 

But if his pockets got figures he ain't sweating the next nigga 

I like a nigga that rolls strong, when I'm in the studio 

Making songs, he's out making the pockets long 

So peace to the niggas with wealth, niggas that go for self 

'Cause I ain't fucking with nothing else