Walkin’ Like a Hoe – Trick Daddy
(Phone hang up)
Verse 1:
Now first off all ya’ll ho’s should know a n_gga don’t work fa’ ya’ll
My dogs don’t give a f_ck and we’ll f_ck you sl_ts on coconal
B_tch it ain’t no need fo’ no skeezy ho, cause b_tch I feed ‘cha ho
Young greasy ho, you sleezy ho, put a n_gga don’t need ‘cha ho
Believe me ho, b_tch you don’t know nann n_gga like me
How you gone play a n_gga like me
Straighten that thug n_gga like me
And I know I shouldn’t say this,
but just take the d_ck and I slang this d_ck for days (ho)
Try to explain this sh_t away
I’m 24/7 like Triple A, so shut up
Chorus:
You walkin’ like a ho, you talkin’ like a ho
You dressin’ like a ho, actin’ messy like a ho
But b_tch you lied to me, said you was shy to me
You out the closet now
So b_tch you stand like a ho, make yo’ plans like a ho
Wear yo’ pants like a ho, she gone get mad like a ho
But b_tch you lied to me, huh, said you was shy to me
You out the closet now
Verse 2:
Now that’s a shame,
you done fell in love with another n_gga in the game
You done tried to colt
And done flip the damn thing just to have his last name
F_cking with the last pimp
And he tellin’ you the same sh_t he said last year
Same cheap shoes, same hair do’s, and you still getting yo ass
You one of the slow ho’s, and you got top of the line slow head
Like for the d_ck to be locked, cocked and shot all over yo’ forehead
You a po’ rat, and yo’ p_ssy fat so show that (ho)
See every nasty b_tch, love nasty sh_t and you know that (so ho)
Getting you p_ssy eat while ya’ masturbate
that’s a thing of the past
Doing bad, and you looking bad, so b_tch don’t even ask
Hoe shut up
Trina:
N_gga who the f_ck you calling a ho
I ain’t no motherf_cking ho
Trick:
What up, what up, should a surprised me
Chorus:
You walkin’ like a ho, you talkin’ like a ho
You dressin’ like a ho, actin’ messy like a ho
But b_tch you lied to me, said you was shy to me
You out the closet now
So b_tch you stand like a ho, make yo’ plans like a ho
Wear yo’ pants like a ho, she gone get mad like a ho
But b_tch you lied to me, said you was shy to me
You out the closet now
Verse 3:
Ain’t no d_ck for free, ain’t sh_t for free
Cause you don’t do sh_t for me
And if you wanna stay with me you gotta break me off
and play with that click for me, or s_ck this d_ck for me
Get on top and do a split for me
Cum all over my sh_t for me, and make a spit for me b_tch
See I don’t need ‘cha, I don’t see ya’
And I really wouldn’t wanna be ya’
You done tried me and done lied to me
So it’s hard for me to believe ya’
And I don’t need ‘cha, calling me,
Talking ’bout come go to the mall with me
And I hate the sh_t you be starting see
Young silly b_tch stop following me
I don’t need ‘cha
Chorus 1x
Trick Daddy ends repeating parts of verses and chorus
