For the hoe ass niggas   This for the niggas, hoe ass niggas   Look at the nigga right next to you, look at him   Is he real, is that nigga real, is that girl real   Is that girl real, huh      He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe   If that nigga owe you money, he a hoe, he a hoe   She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe   If that hoe won't let you fuck, she a hoe, she a hoe   He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe   If he don't wanna sell you weed, he a hoe, he a hoe   She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe   If she don't wanna give you head, she a hoe, she a hoe      They call me Thunder Cat 'cause I got so many hoes   They call me cookie man 'cause I sold so many O's   Did a lot of shows, made a lot of cash   Slid out the Benz, jumped in a Jag   Jumped out the Jag, then I hopped in a Hummer   Guess what I drop, underground this summer   But get ready, for the shit about to hit the air   And bitch you ain't smoking endo, so I don't care      He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe   If that nigga owe you money, he a hoe, he a hoe   She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe   If that hoe won't let you fuck, she a hoe, she a hoe   He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe   If he don't wanna sell you weed, he a hoe, he a hoe   She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe   If she don't wanna give you head, she a hoe, she a hoe      Say flip, look at all these hoes   Some are girls but it's niggas also   I'm tired of fellin' tention, when walking in places   Niggas is hating, I'm fin to hurt they faces   Change the paces, winning the races   Money I'm making, cookies a nigga baking   Feeling my status, above average   Lil Ron be ready for all that static      We got automatics, nigga we still thuggin'   Nigga we still hustlin', all the hoes still loving   The way that we flowing, the cars that we driving   The way that we hustle, that's the way we surviving   Going to shows, going to clubs, riding on blaze, riding on Dubs   We from the south, we country as hell   Y'all smoking brown weed, we got that funky smell   The dro and the do-do, the blueberry endo   Riding on low-lows, flip there go the po-pos   Step out, let me see your license and your insurance, nah 'cause      You a hoe, you a hoe, you a hoe, you a hoe   If the laws pull you over, he a hoe, he a hoe   She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe   If she want child support, she a hoe, she a hoe   He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe   If he fucked up your car, he a hoe, he a hoe   She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe   If she tear up your Bentley, she a hoe, she a hoe      I ain't never been the type to be in love with a hoe   Instead I'm trying to leave out the club with a hoe   A basket case, I spit in a bastard's face   Walk in, crash the party and trash the place   Fuck it I tried to tell 'em, some niggas wouldn't like it   Too bad, you should of seen it coming like a psychic   Then it's, back to the Benz that's sitting on chrome men   Waving at the hoes, yelling aiight then      He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe   If that nigga owe you money, he a hoe, he a hoe   She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe   If that hoe won't let you fuck, she a hoe, she a hoe   He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe   If he don't wanna sell you weed, he a hoe, he a hoe   She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe   If she don't wanna give you head, she a hoe, she a hoe      Ki's from over seas for me, that's just some cain   30 G's and robbing lanes, that's just some change   Bows from them hoes, you know, that's just them thangs   Listen to my pimp game, listen to my pimp game   Yeah, fuck 'em, my nuts let 'em suck 'em and let 'em go   Mississippi, p-p-pimping, mayne fa sho   Coming down, gripping grain up on the do'   On the flo man you slow and not knowing that she's a hoe   You give her all your feelings, she giving me all your do'   I'm shopping all day for polo and hydro   Weed greed man, her pussy is what you need   I'll fuck her in the puss, she giving you all them seeds      All my down south niggas get crunk, get crunk   And all my eastcoast niggas get crunk, get crunk   All the westcoast niggas get crunk, get crunk   All the up north niggas get crunk, get crunk   All the midwest niggas get crunk, get crunk   All the K.C. niggas get crunk, get crunk   All the H-town niggas get crunk, get crunk   All the Pensacola niggas get crunk, get crunk      Whenever you see a hoe, point 'em out, point 'em out   Whenever you see a hoe, point 'em out, point 'em out   Even if you know a hoe, point 'em out, point 'em out   Whenever you see a hoe, point 'em out, point 'em out      All my Mississippi niggas get crunk, get crunk   All my Mississippi niggas get crunk, get crunk   All my Mississippi niggas get crunk, get crunk      That's all I know my nigga   Nah, for real though   Baton rouge, you know I'm talkin' bout   Oklahoma coming down and L.A.