[ VERSE 1: Klas 1 ] Can I get a hoe (Hoe?) Can I get a bitch? (I got yo bitch) Put it in reverse, watch how I curse There's a lotta hoes who wanna bend over Grab my waist and I grab your shoulders If I hit it hard then your booty might twinkle I'ma keep fuckin till my dick gets wrinkled Met a lotta bitches in the days way back Swingin on my dick because it was stacked I used to run game just to get my toss on Strong conversation, a little persuasion What's up honey, you know you're lookin fly Can I hit that ass? (Fuck naw) Bitch why? (Do you got a car?) I reply with a 'no' But it don't matter because you got ( ? ) (But do you sell dope?) No hoe, I sell raps My pockets stay fat, I still bust snaps So uhm, what's up on the butt naked action A little bit of passion, a lot of ass waxin Klas 1 is a nympho No I don't simp, hoe, but I pimps, hoe Like the rest of my crew Pass the brew and let me do the do Ooh 4 Deep got it goin on Fuck a motel, I got a bed at home Swing high, swing low Swing on the dick of this young black negro "You talk a lotta shit, goddamn" Yeah bitch, I tell 'em what I am
[ CHORUS: uncredited female ] A hooker, a hooker, nothin but a hooker A hooker, a hooker, nothin but a hooker A hooker, a hooker, nothin but a hooker This motherfucker ain't nothin but a hooker
[ VERSE 2: Klas 1 ] Paid like a motherfucker, bitch I can't get out the game cause you hoes on my dick "Please Klas 1, can I have another hit?" Fuck no bitch, 'less you gonna buy the 12-inch And ehm, take off your clothes, let me hit the booty Open up wide and we can do the Snoopy How you doin, sugar, you know you lookin major Wanna spend some time with a 4 Deep player? Now that I know ya, can I hit the ass Get a nut fast, send ya to class? Some say yes and some say no Cause I'm a hooker, a pimp, a low-down hoe Let me in the front so I can hit the back Lay on your side so I can take a ride Don't even think about gettin in my bank Cause you ain't nothin but a ghetto wrench Look trick, tramp, when can I swing ya? What's your number, when can I ring ya? You used to ride METRO, now you ride a Benz Cause you let a nigga like Klas hit the skins Goddamn, I slams on the jam Yeah bitch, now tell 'em what I am
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[ VERSE 3: Klas 1 ] Met another bitch at the club one night She wore Fendi, Girbauds and some fucked up Nikes Her booty was big, but the tramp wore a wig I didn't give a damn, I swung with the program I don't give a fuck if you hair's in place Cause you know pussy ain't got no face I came at the tramp and said, "Hi, my name's Dwayne I don't sell 'caine, I don't sell game" Knowin I was lyin, but it was worth tryin What's up on the drinks? If you drinkin, I'm buyin But I don't dance cause you know I'm not a dancer Never been a lover or a romancer Just a booty-hitter, big pipe-layer Peace to 4 Deep, cause we some hoe-players Goddamn, our game's up to par Yeah bitch, now tell 'em what we are
[ CHORUS ] Hookers, hookers, nothin but hookers Hookers, hookers, nothin but hookers Hookers, hookers, nothin but hookers Y'all motherfuckers ain't nothin but hookers
Yeah motherfucker You talkin about you're a pipe-layer Yeah motherfucker, the only pipe you layin is smokin that motherfucker pipe Yeah right Look at your motherfuckin ass, you know you ain't gettin no pussy Nigga please You limp skinny dick motherfucker I can look through your pants and see you ain't got no dickTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
