My ho, scandalous ho My ho, scandalous ho
My homie baby mama trying to me Would I be wrong if I let her me? It ain't me, it's her, dogg, tell you the same She don't to you man, she belong to the game
A lil' nasty individual Hittin' you for you chips and all residuals See, bitches do the thing To athletes and and hood niggaz 'Cuz, we in the game
I don't know why it's that When I was growing up I bitches wouldn't fight back Now these push the game and they wanna strike back I treat a bitch like Tina, that mean I'm Ike, I guess
back back to reality you funky hood rat You good for shit talking bucked mouth Want some real shit I a fuck about How the bitch feel if she get I don't give a and I don't think I ever will
My ho, scandalous ho My dirty ho, ho
We off friendly fucking I thought it nothing but nothing Then all of a sudden her nigga loving the muffin She got a husband, he be a lot So we be fucking in home a lot
Shopping his expenses while he on I pedal to the on one of his Benz's for my friends and shit, spending his Benjamins Then all of a sudden it came to an end and
Once he saw me and his pass Walking in the rain hands talking 'bout his lame ass And how we entertained for my ass A man jumped out with his thang to blast
Ski mask his face, I reached to grab a 38 I grabbed from her husband safe I a couple to his face and made it to her tilt And she checked her machine, her husband got killed damn
My dirty ho, ho My dirty ho, ho
She thought I was gone, I left on tour today Far away, thought I was in place When the dog's away, funny how the will play But, but baby girl, I saw you and him in the rain
She thought I was gone, thought I left on tour Far away, thought I was in another When the dog's away, how the cats will play But, but baby girl, I saw you and him walking in the
My ho, scandalous ho My ho, scandalous ho
My dirty ho, ho