Текст, перевод и аккорды “Jazzy Hoes”
- [too short talking] [chorus] All I like is them jazzy hoes, the type that make a nigga spend all his dough Sho nuff a sight, anything ya like You know the ones you wanna make your wife, ya heard me? [too short] Little fast bitch, actin sarcastic Need to get her ass kicked, tryin to get the cash quick She be my last pick, I got a real hoe Take yo ass back to class and buy a dildo Dont let the freak in you keep you up all night Gettin fucked and sucked, you wastin your life Before a real nigga ever kick a hoe down She gotta understand what I know now Aint no broke down, lazy, gold digging, cute bitch Come around me gettin credit cards and dont do shit, bitch I travel throughout the year I keep a woman with a house and her own career So when I buy her a diamond ring, its just a gift (whats your name? ) Too short baby, dont need to trick I give her what she want cause Im a real player Platinum after platinum, ask me how I feel later [chorus 2x] [young bloodz] See I ilke them crazy hoe Them straight, get down and pay me hoe I wouldnt mind no jazzy hoe Make my creep fall right out my clothes On the blow, cant let no hoe see my flow Tight jean and bra strap, girl that got to go (gotta go) Strip you on down like a shake-a-booty hoe (uh huh) Put you in the street, make me mo money mo [young bloodz] Now see, just the other night, I met me a ol jazzy hoe Straight boozyabitch, ol sassy hoe Who think she fly to death, so I aint gon hold my breath To let you skeezers know, just let you ask yoself For as I cut one but two down the line But could it be yo hoe that Im cuttin everytime? And I come to find she servin every nigga in yo clique To get in where she fit in, now she known to be a trick [mr. black] Quote for quote, who tote like this Hit the club jig, on some wes snipe shit Snatchin all the hoes in your harem, indeed I mock turtlenecks while Im bees and tweed Til I proceed, damn right, the spots tight Nothing but dimes in sight, so just might Bag these bitches like groceries Player to player, you cant get close to me Now who you posed to be? Pullin toast on the s-o double n-y, girlfriend lookin fly And I can tell she schemin (whys that? ) Cause she like the ice is gleamin (okay) But thats cool though, cause I know how to stain golds I pimp tight without the kangol, niggas know I slang flow, east to west Available at anytime to put the pussy to the test [chorus 2x] [eightball] Lay it down, lay it down You hoes lay it down When the real motherfuckin player come around Shy, not i, some times I choose not to speak Surrounded by my real niggas drinkin hennessee Or remy or red passion with champagne Chiefin up some hay, gettin at them hoes, man Trick, not i, trick be you, can you dig that? I got star hoes pickin me up in tahoes Fuck them at-the-bar hoes, tryin-to-score hoes Mickey dropin hoes, quick to drop they clothes I give those only funky weave wearin bitches All made up, gettin at a niggas riches I like women with they head on straight Pull your own weight and you can fuck wit eight Nigga think he a player with them old girbauds Gettin pimped by them space age jazzy hoes [chorus] [too short talking in background]
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