Chop That Hoe
(专辑: Everybody Ain't Able - 2007)
Hoes get chopped Hoes get laced Ho, get a
donkey dick in yo' face With no disgrace I
keep my boots on lace And make a
bitch clean up the
whole damn place Start in the
kitchen Do them dishes Taste these nuts hoe They so delicious Hit the
bathroom, scrub them tubs And don't even think about hitting the
club Let your girlfriends go They stay in drama Bitch, I'm your daddy, and yo' momma Baby Beeshy Baby Bashy I
got a
beezo in Lake Comanche Going hard on a
bitch is all I
know Ask that boy Dre and Tony Franco Waco, say ho Wake that cake, ho I
wish a
bitch would ask me to be faithful Haha, it ain't no chance And I'ma keep doing the
dumbest dance Haha, it ain't no chance And I'ma keep the
stupidest dance (The Miami Move) Chop that hoe, mayne (Break that chop) Break that beezy (Chop that break) Chop that hoe, mayne (Break that bitch) Break that beezy (Man, chop that hoe) Chop that hoe, mayne (Break that bitch) Break that beezy (Man, chop that hoe) Chop that hoe, mayne (Break that beezy) Break that beezy (Man, I
chops these hoes) I
wish I
would make the
bed I
ain't doing shit 'til you give me some head Or jack me off 'til my dick gets harder As soon as I
nut, go and run my water Let a
playa soak while you go get greasy I
want ham and eggs overeasy (Sunnyside up) Bombay and some welch's grapes Don't try to run this, hoe, there's no escape (No escape) Last night you was real excited But now I'm kinda feeling uninvited You don't like it that I
called you a
hoe I
put your air conditioner on 64 (67) What's fucked up is that it's gon' get worse So bitch give me everything in yo' purse I
want checkbook, credit cards, and scrilla scratch If she ain't got no bread I'ma kill the
batch Chop that hoe, mayne (Break that bitch) Break that beezy (Man, chop that hoe) Chop that hoe, mayne (Break that bitch) Break that beezy (Man, chop the
hoe) Chop that hoe, mayne (Break the
bitch) Break that beezy (Cut her off) Chop that hoe, mayne (Break the
bitch) Break that beezy (Man, I
chop the
hoe) Once upon a
starry night He went to the
lot and bought a
car he liked It was AOB, all on baby 20s all around, now he call on lady I
don't know no algebra But I
know how to get dough outta her Mathematics, man, calculate Let's count all the
tricks she about to date Bellagio, Venetian Chinese, white, and Belizean Carpet walkers, pocket stalkers Fully, handguns and rocket launchers 'Cause pimping ain't nothin but a
side job When I
ain't doing that, nigga, I
mob You can iPod or MP3 Rub the
lamp, you might see the
genie Chop that hoe, mayne (Break that bitch) Break that beezy (Man, chop that hoe) Chop that hoe, mayne (Break that bitch) Break that beezy (Tackle her) Chop that hoe, mayne (Break that bitch) Break that beezy (Chop that hoe) Chop that hoe, mayne (Break that bitch) Break that beezy (Chop that hoe) Yeah, we chop the
hoe and broke the
bitch And I
am Miami, about to make the
switch I
am denouncing Miami and I'm claiming off to Space Mountain I'm gon' be up logging While you chopping the
hoes, I'ma be breaking the
bitch