Ima Hoe by Darkside E Lyrics
[Intro]
BeenBoutaCheck
[Scene from 'The Player's Club' movie]
[Verse 1]
Club hoppin hoes wonder why they heart broke
Fuck em in the backseat, And make they ass walk home
What I'm finna trick off, You puttin on a car note
She playin you dog, And still key ya car door
In the club parking lot, Fuck yo bitch in da whip
People walking right by, They can't see I got tent
Takin hoes to the room, Never take em to the crib
Makin movies at the bar, And movies with yo bitch
Jealousy a bitch trate, Trade places wit ya bae
If y'all get married, Bet you take her last name
Kim K, My bitch show her ass we get paid
Break the internet, Fuck a Instagram page
Yo bitch stabbed a cake, And left it on my doorstep
Cause she wasn't the bed, Gave dat hoe floor sex, And
After we fuck, I show dat hoe the door next, But
Not before I send her home with a sore neck
Freaks come out at night, Yo bitch on her way out
Take her to the crib, Make her spell my name out
Niggas still makin diss songs, Shit played out
Talkin bout you gave her dick, When all she got was ate out
Catch me at the players club with the night crew
'Boy in da hood' still wearin Ice Cubes
Walk up on a bad bitch and tell her 'nice shoes'
If she gone be a hoe, Then I'ma hoe too
[Hook]
Cause I'ma hoe, You know I'ma hoe
When I'm with my girlfriend hoes be callin my phone
Cause I'ma hoe, You know I'ma hoe
Ask for my phone, I forgot the code
[Verse 2]
If it don't make dollars, Then it don't make sense
E and Tae Stacks goin half on a big
Hit yo girl, Now she got her half of the rent
Have you thinkin like 'Damn, She came up with dat quick'
Know a bitch that'll suck a dick for a whip
Can't make a hoe a housewife, But you moved her in the crib, And shit
We walk up on the elevator, Hit the eighth floor
Four niggas on they way to see eight hoes
More water on my neck than a face bowl
We some hoes, I done fucked and ain't knew her a day long
We can meet downtown, At MGM
Bad bitch, Got her sendin nudes to da DM
Sippin' out the bottle watching '2Eleven' on da roof
Don't let a bitch, Think she finna tell a nigga what to do
Can't catch up with me, Cause I'm always on the move
Couldn't swerve in my way if the fuckin lane move
You boys rockin dog tags, Got the nerve to call it ice
And bragging bout shit they used to have in oh nine ('09)
Ain't kick no doors, Have no bows in the spot
Only thing you fuckin ran was a hole in yo sock
So nigga be quiet, Pipe down shut the fuck
You doin 'GreenDots' tryna come up on a buck
But its all good fraud, It ain't y'all fault
Its ya OGs, Cause you wasn't raised like a boss
And you a hoe, You know you a hoe
[Hook]
When I'm with my girlfriend hoes be callin my phone
Cause I'ma hoe, You know I'ma hoe
Ask for my phone, I forgot the code
BeenBoutaCheck
[Scene from 'The Player's Club' movie]
[Verse 1]
Club hoppin hoes wonder why they heart broke
Fuck em in the backseat, And make they ass walk home
What I'm finna trick off, You puttin on a car note
She playin you dog, And still key ya car door
In the club parking lot, Fuck yo bitch in da whip
People walking right by, They can't see I got tent
Takin hoes to the room, Never take em to the crib
Makin movies at the bar, And movies with yo bitch
Jealousy a bitch trate, Trade places wit ya bae
If y'all get married, Bet you take her last name
Kim K, My bitch show her ass we get paid
Break the internet, Fuck a Instagram page
Yo bitch stabbed a cake, And left it on my doorstep
Cause she wasn't the bed, Gave dat hoe floor sex, And
After we fuck, I show dat hoe the door next, But
Not before I send her home with a sore neck
Freaks come out at night, Yo bitch on her way out
Take her to the crib, Make her spell my name out
Niggas still makin diss songs, Shit played out
Talkin bout you gave her dick, When all she got was ate out
Catch me at the players club with the night crew
'Boy in da hood' still wearin Ice Cubes
Walk up on a bad bitch and tell her 'nice shoes'
If she gone be a hoe, Then I'ma hoe too
[Hook]
Cause I'ma hoe, You know I'ma hoe
When I'm with my girlfriend hoes be callin my phone
Cause I'ma hoe, You know I'ma hoe
Ask for my phone, I forgot the code
[Verse 2]
If it don't make dollars, Then it don't make sense
E and Tae Stacks goin half on a big
Hit yo girl, Now she got her half of the rent
Have you thinkin like 'Damn, She came up with dat quick'
Know a bitch that'll suck a dick for a whip
Can't make a hoe a housewife, But you moved her in the crib, And shit
We walk up on the elevator, Hit the eighth floor
Four niggas on they way to see eight hoes
More water on my neck than a face bowl
We some hoes, I done fucked and ain't knew her a day long
We can meet downtown, At MGM
Bad bitch, Got her sendin nudes to da DM
Sippin' out the bottle watching '2Eleven' on da roof
Don't let a bitch, Think she finna tell a nigga what to do
Can't catch up with me, Cause I'm always on the move
Couldn't swerve in my way if the fuckin lane move
You boys rockin dog tags, Got the nerve to call it ice
And bragging bout shit they used to have in oh nine ('09)
Ain't kick no doors, Have no bows in the spot
Only thing you fuckin ran was a hole in yo sock
So nigga be quiet, Pipe down shut the fuck
You doin 'GreenDots' tryna come up on a buck
But its all good fraud, It ain't y'all fault
Its ya OGs, Cause you wasn't raised like a boss
And you a hoe, You know you a hoe
[Hook]
When I'm with my girlfriend hoes be callin my phone
Cause I'ma hoe, You know I'ma hoe
Ask for my phone, I forgot the code