Hoe Phase by Kuttybear Lyrics
[Hook: Joy B]
I respect you, you & your hoe phase
I respect you, you & your hoe phase
[Part 1:]
I was tryna poke, tryna provoke, I noticed you on the ropes
You gave your nigga the smoke, okay
Said she tired of looking stupid on posts, the summer coming around & she finna let it go, okay
She said fuck that being faithful to ungrateful niggas shit
Last nigga was unstable, had you babysit his kids while he trap & cheat
He’d come back & leave his hat, just to crash & eat
She said she had to leave
Hit my line joking, talking bout she mad at me
'How could I get married & leave her stuck with these fuck niggas?'
I said "You been the same since Paseo Academy, chasing after dweebs but only just to get back at me"
I read & write tragedies easily cause it happens frequently to me
I just need a freak with me, you seem to be
Ready for the realest nigga or atleast a piece
Just one promise, don’t try to be with me
[Part 2:]
Now she hit the streets with me, in traffic with a bad bitch & she sing to me
Poison her with habits now she think she me
Girl I lost the feeling in my chest before the weed was heat
Nothing bout me typical, I’ll let you pick the scenery
Now she fucking with a real nigga, she say I know how to deal with her
She look like Kehlani but a little thicker
Tryna get me back on pills when I chill with her
Girl, you should’ve been a little quicker, but self mastery's closer than you
Wait til this smoking shit through, I loved smoking with you
Til I looked over & you was doing the coke in your room, won't judge
I know breakups cause breakdowns, you put no makeup on your face now
& I can’t front like you ain’t down, but I gotta save us from fake smiles
She said "Dang Kutt, you fake now. What about all them days Kutt? Just say how. Nah, it’s cool I got niggas with bigger bags, that rap & they’ll stack my cash app & pay pal"
[Part 3:]
She ain’t a hoe, she just like to give. It’s a cold life to live
She my ice pick, know your vice pick
There I go, I identify with it
Yea, freaky sex too, just throw it my gps, cool
Pulled up to her crib, I said please be careful
She said "Bye & don’t act like you don’t see these texts fool"
Pulled off, headed to the crib & I’m looking through my pics at Kamorah from December
Knowing she gone grow up knowing every nigga got they own agenda, I just pray that she remembers
Niggas got Tinders, I can’t pretend to just trust just a picture
Swiper no swiping, I knock on your door, uh, we knockin some boots, & thats only bad if you do not think like me
[Chorus:]
See I guess I never was a dog, bitch I am worse
But I’ll still make your ol' lady fall like I am church
The last time I took the fall, see I was cursed
So I think it’s time you put your jaws to some work, (hold up)
First, (hold up) I don’t love no hoes that ain’t clocked out
So if I can’t hear your goals, then bitch I’ll bounce
I’m tryna blaze this weed, I pray I see the clouds
This ain’t no phase for me, no saving me. I’ve drowned, it's wild
[Outro: Bam Keith]
You keep me in your messages, just let it go
I'd hate to see you have another episode
I had better blessings in your friend zone
Touched down at LAX, call it end zone
I respect you, you & your hoe phase
I respect you, you & your hoe phase
[Part 1:]
I was tryna poke, tryna provoke, I noticed you on the ropes
You gave your nigga the smoke, okay
Said she tired of looking stupid on posts, the summer coming around & she finna let it go, okay
She said fuck that being faithful to ungrateful niggas shit
Last nigga was unstable, had you babysit his kids while he trap & cheat
He’d come back & leave his hat, just to crash & eat
She said she had to leave
Hit my line joking, talking bout she mad at me
'How could I get married & leave her stuck with these fuck niggas?'
I said "You been the same since Paseo Academy, chasing after dweebs but only just to get back at me"
I read & write tragedies easily cause it happens frequently to me
I just need a freak with me, you seem to be
Ready for the realest nigga or atleast a piece
Just one promise, don’t try to be with me
[Part 2:]
Now she hit the streets with me, in traffic with a bad bitch & she sing to me
Poison her with habits now she think she me
Girl I lost the feeling in my chest before the weed was heat
Nothing bout me typical, I’ll let you pick the scenery
Now she fucking with a real nigga, she say I know how to deal with her
She look like Kehlani but a little thicker
Tryna get me back on pills when I chill with her
Girl, you should’ve been a little quicker, but self mastery's closer than you
Wait til this smoking shit through, I loved smoking with you
Til I looked over & you was doing the coke in your room, won't judge
I know breakups cause breakdowns, you put no makeup on your face now
& I can’t front like you ain’t down, but I gotta save us from fake smiles
She said "Dang Kutt, you fake now. What about all them days Kutt? Just say how. Nah, it’s cool I got niggas with bigger bags, that rap & they’ll stack my cash app & pay pal"
[Part 3:]
She ain’t a hoe, she just like to give. It’s a cold life to live
She my ice pick, know your vice pick
There I go, I identify with it
Yea, freaky sex too, just throw it my gps, cool
Pulled up to her crib, I said please be careful
She said "Bye & don’t act like you don’t see these texts fool"
Pulled off, headed to the crib & I’m looking through my pics at Kamorah from December
Knowing she gone grow up knowing every nigga got they own agenda, I just pray that she remembers
Niggas got Tinders, I can’t pretend to just trust just a picture
Swiper no swiping, I knock on your door, uh, we knockin some boots, & thats only bad if you do not think like me
[Chorus:]
See I guess I never was a dog, bitch I am worse
But I’ll still make your ol' lady fall like I am church
The last time I took the fall, see I was cursed
So I think it’s time you put your jaws to some work, (hold up)
First, (hold up) I don’t love no hoes that ain’t clocked out
So if I can’t hear your goals, then bitch I’ll bounce
I’m tryna blaze this weed, I pray I see the clouds
This ain’t no phase for me, no saving me. I’ve drowned, it's wild
[Outro: Bam Keith]
You keep me in your messages, just let it go
I'd hate to see you have another episode
I had better blessings in your friend zone
Touched down at LAX, call it end zone