Hoes Lyrics - Lil Wayne

Hoes, let's just talk about hoes 

Can we talk about hoes, hoes? 

Hoes, let's just talk about hoes 

Can we talk about hoes, hoes? 

You gotta talk like a pimp, what's good mama, you knew better 

You'd do better, who better, than that nigga with the crisp white tee 

Icy white sneaks, jeans to a fitta 

You do better gettin' yo ass off up in that coupe bitch 

Sit yo ass on that new leather and regroup bitch 

It's only me you bitch, on our way to tha stoop 

I'm the Birdman Jr., you ain't know 

And don't give, don't gimme that silly bullshit about you ain't, hoe 

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I move you to my city, put yo ass in UNO 

I have you looking pretty hit the ave, now get tha dough 

That Gucci gon' fit cha like you posed to be in pictures 

I got computer love baby Wayne a change ya image 

You need Wizzy them other boys just gimmicks 

Me, I'm just game, green, and straight physics, is ya wit' it 

Yeah, I ain't even tryin' ta hit it 

I'mma get it when it's time ta get it, let's talk about 

Hoes, let's just talk about hoes 

Can we talk about hoes, hoes? 

I got this rat named Shelly that love Makavelli 

Number 5 combo meals and splashin' KY jelly 

I have old school shorty, still drink a forty 

Grab the mic, start a fight, and fuck up the whole party 

Baby you should leave, adjust yo' weave 

That's Velcro, hell no, bitch go wit' Steve 

I got this lead singer bitch from a popular group 

I would say her name but she bought me a coupe 

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Got this super hoe Shawna, smell like Marijuana 

How she dig Lil' Wayne but she love the Big Tymers 

Got pretty girl Patrice found out I'm fuckin' her niece 

She tried to stab her, so I grabbed her and we called the police 

Mister Officer, the bitch done lost it bruh 

She goin' to jail, oh well, I be fuckin' her 

See two dyke Spanish twins nuts pressed on they chin 

Will we go video, well nigga, that depends 

Hoes, let's just talk about hoes 

Can we talk about hoes, hoes? 

I got old school bitches and new school hoes 

Female basketball players with cornrolls 

And I don't like short-haired girls, no not really 

If I do, she gotta look like the old Halle Berry 

Or the broke Toni Braxton, the first Lil' Kim 

But I still take hood rats and work with them 

Put yo' ass in a Jag and I drop ya quick 

Give ya ass a lil' game, if ya smirk ya in 

I'm a pimp, not a simp, like ice in my drink 

And I don't think twice or blink 'cause I'm focused 

Rollin' in the whitest mink 

Like I'm polar bear, yeah, let down my hair 

Get Jazzy on a bitch like Fred Astaire 

Rose gold in her face get her red as glare 

My Bentley plum, my Mercedes pear 

I am lookin' for a freak, mama take me there, yeah 

Hoes, let's just talk about hoes 

Can we talk about hoes, hoes? 

Hoes, let's just talk about hoes 

Can we talk about hoes, hoes?