This is for the hoes in the ghetto   The hoes in the ghetto, the hoes in the ghetto   This is for the hoes in the ghetto   The hoes in the ghetto, the hoes in the ghetto   This is for the hoes in the ghetto   The hoes in the ghetto, the hoes in the ghetto   This is for the hoes in the ghetto   The hoes in the ghetto, the hoes in the ghetto      Is it love that I'm feeling, or a feeling of lust?   All the sweet things that I speak when I must   It's not a matter of fact, but an issue of trust   And the feeling that gets released when I bust sooo...      Please believe me when I whisper a kiss   When you're getting pissed over things that I did   When I'm coming home, and you're laying in rose petals   Going down to my level, going for the gold medal      I need you like a needle, my greed seems to be evil   But please don't think I'm pleasing that ass like other people   Have you wet in the panties like back in preschool   Doing stunts like Knievel, now you down on your knees, fool      I got respect for the blondes and brunettes   And the jet black hair going down to your neck   And when it comes to sex, you know it's lights off   I'm like a sniper riffle with the fucking sights off      And uh, I'll love you Wednesday but not the next day   I'm having sex with your mama and your best friend... HEY   Let's keep it simple, a pimp with a dick and dimples   And a baby face, maybe these traits make me a sex symbol      This is for the hoes in the ghetto   The hoes in the ghetto, the hoes in the ghetto   This is for the hoes in the ghetto   The hoes in the ghetto, the hoes in the ghetto   This is for the hoes in the ghetto   The hoes in the ghetto, the hoes in the ghetto   This is for the hoes in the ghetto   The hoes in the ghetto, the hoes in the ghetto      Getting raw, I'm massaging your tits   Make you forget for a minute I'm a misogynist prick   A superficial pimp, kissing your lips, gripping your hips   It's none of your business where it's been, long as it fits      I ain't rich, but bitch, I can afford it   Kick your ass out of bed to fix me breakfast in the morning   I can't remember your name, and I apologize   A dime-a-dozen, if you're looking for loving, you got the wrong guy      Too much stress, too many pregnancy tests   Too many ladies writing 8e's name on they chest   Claiming it's my baby, don't be taking my check   We only had oral sex, give this villain a rest      The moral of the story is I'm pompous, obnoxious   There's nothing in my wallet   Have you digging in your father's pockets      It's common knowledge that you're all about fucking   So quit fronting, I ain't fucking for nothing   YA DUMB BITCH!      This is for the hoes in the ghetto   The hoes in the ghetto, the hoes in the ghetto   This is for the hoes in the ghetto   The hoes in the ghetto, the hoes in the ghetto   This is for the hoes in the ghetto   The hoes in the ghetto, the hoes in the ghetto   This is for the hoes in the ghetto   The hoes in the ghetto, the hoes in the ghetto