New Orleans hoes, Baton Rouge hoes, hoes, hoes, ain't nothing but hoesOakland hoes, Frisco hoes, hoes, hoes, ain't nothing but hoesChi-Town hoes, Mississippi hoes, hoes, hoes, ain't nothing but hoesCarolina hoes, Tennessee hoes, hoes, hoes, ain't nothing but hoesAnother day, another show, another state, another hoeMy fault, my homie, it's your girlfriend, guess who I'm in?Man, uh, she showed up in that stage up at my show, manYour girl's a hoe, man, you need to get with the programOn the slow jam, I be like knocking bootsBut, um, raise up the skirt and I be knocking who?Maybe it's your girlfriend, I can't really tell, they all look the sameIt be hoes coming in different shapes and sizesWhat's her name? I don't knowBut, um, maybe it's Brenda, it could've been RochelleMy homie told me that he hit herAnd I hope comes a time or doesn'tIt could be your baby mama or it could be your baby mama's cousinBut I just like trying to think trueCause a hoe is a hoe and it might be your boo, trueTexas hoes, Ohio hoes, hoes, hoes, ain't nothing but hoesNew York hoes, Kansas hoes, hoes, hoes, ain't nothing but hoesMiami hoes, Orlando hoes, hoes, hoes, ain't nothing but hoesGeorgia hoes, Alabama hoes, hoes, hoes, ain't nothing but hoesOnce a hoe, always a hoe, all of a sudden she's a virgin, hell noFor sure I come to town on Greyhound, never thatFirst class all the way, so I'm looking for something to tapYour girlfriend close tonight, I seeMan, it ain't co-incidence, but, um, I got to like representPut it down for, like, their precedenceHop in your Hustler for life, I got your baby mama at the cribI don't know what's up, but I gots to giveWell, she won't, she won't sit from the backShe was hollering my name, not your nameIt's all the same, it's your game, I'm blazing for whatever thoughShe put up on my ride, never thoughNever hoeSee, their relationship ***, I only deal with like oneI like the fucks that get up, and plus they mad, keep it much tighterI mess their hair up, he get their hair fixedI drive the wheels, he pays the billsCause all hoes suck dickYou ain't talking to meYeah, I'm talking to you, bitchCause all girls ain't bitches, but all bitches is hoes, wrongI don't know you, but you got your clothes onOklahoma hoes, Missouri hoesHoes, hoes, ain't nothing but hoesArkansas hoes, Virginia hoesHoes, hoes, ain't nothing but hoesIndiana hoes, Minnesota hoesHoes, hoes, ain't nothing but hoesD.C. hoes, Pittsburgh hoesHoes, hoes, ain't nothing but hoesWestside hoes, Eastside hoesAll them hoes, ain't nothing but hoesI mean, Southside hoes, Northside hoesAll them hoes, ain't nothing but hoesI mean, them poopy-ass hoes, them broke-ass hoesAll them hoes, ain't nothing but hoesI mean, I mean, I mean, I meanAll them hoes, ain't nothing but hoesI mean, what's up, dawg?Bitch, your boy Sip, you know what I'm saying?Now, look, peep this song, dawgI ain't saying all girls is hoes, but, uh, Ms. TuckerShout-out to Ms. Doris TuckerCheck this outThey say hoes don't existYou ain't been in my neighborhood, but, umAll the real girls know, check this outIf they ain't hoes, they gon' laugh at this songBut if you ain't laughing, hehThat tells me one thingYou a hoeAnd if the song offend you, then what's that saying?You's a hoe, so check yourself*