(Hoes-hoe-hoes, hoe-hoes gon' be hoes)
(Hoes, hoes-hoes, hoe-hoes, hoes gon' be hoes) Yeah

You're mad 'cause she chose, hoes gon' be hoes
And we gon' be throwed, and we gon' be froze
The game is to be sold and not to be told
But hoes gon' be hoes, hoes gon' be hoes
Hoes gon' be hoes, yeah, hoes gon' be hoes, yeah
Hoes gon' be hoes, yeah, hoes gon' be hoes, yeah
The game is to be sold and not to be told
Hoes gon' be hoes, hoes gon' be hoes

Hoes gon' be hoes (hoes)
Whether you like it or not (big facts)
Hoes gon' be hoes (hoes)
So I told her, "Bring me a knot" (bring it)
I turned your wife to a thot
Soon as she seen what I had in the lot (lot)
Juicy been pimpin' since pimpin' been pimpin'
They wonderin' when I'ma stop (never)
How long you think you can do it? Forever
I don't see nobody doin' it better
So many hunnids, I feel like a teller
I'm drippin' on bitches you need a umbrella
She ask for advice, you know what I tell her
"Get you some money and make bitches jealous"
All of these niggas be trippin' and fallin' in love
There really ain't shit I could tell 'em
But hoes gon' be hoes (hoes), just so you know (know)
You can't trust no bitch
If you wanna stay in the game, then stay on your toes
Hoes gon' be hoes, that's just the way it goes (goes, yeah)
Bitch, I want it all, lemme get those hoes, then go get some more

You're mad 'cause she chose, hoes gon' be hoes
And we gon' be throwed, and we gon' be froze
The game is to be sold and not to be told
But hoes gon' be hoes, hoes gon' be hoes
Hoes gon' be hoes, yeah, hoes gon' be hoes, yeah
Hoes gon' be hoes, yeah, hoes gon' be hoes, yeah
The game is to be sold and not to be told (okay)
Hoes gon' be hoes, hoes gon' be hoes (ayy)

Hoes gon' be hoes (huh), hoes gon' be hoes
I remember grandma told me, "Everything glitter ain't gold" (uh-uh)
Hoes gon' be hoes (yeah), hoes gon' be hoes
I put money over bitches, nigga, you know how it goes
Yeah, bitches gon' be bitches, nigga, that's one thing for sure
Yeah, I'ma keep it pimpin' with ya, I can't trust a soul (uh-uh)
Yeah, I remember late night I was robbin' with the bros, uh
Now I'm on the stage, bitches pullin' on my clothes
I'm like (yeah), what's goin' on? What (the fuck)
I got bitches outta town and at home (uh)
They be callin', callin', callin' when I'm gone (when I'm gone)
Where your nigga at, bitch? Leave me alone (leave me alone)

You're mad 'cause she chose (you mad), hoes gon' be hoes (hoes)
And we gon' be throwed (yeah), and we gon' be froze (yeah)
The game is to be sold and not to be told
But hoes gon' be hoes, hoes gon' be hoes (uh, yeah, duh)
Hoes gon' be hoes, yeah (yeah), hoes gon' be hoes, yeah (yeah)
Hoes gon' be hoes, yeah (yeah), hoes gon' be hoes, yeah (yeah)
The game is to be sold and not to be told
Hoes gon' be hoes, hoes gon' be hoes

Fuck yeah (hoes, hoe-hoes, hoe-hoes gon' be hoes)
(Hoes, hoes, hoes-hoes, hoe-hoes gon' be hoes)
(Hoes, hoe-hoes, hoe-hoes gon' be hoes)

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