C-murder - Tell Me lyrics

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C-murder - Tell Me lyrics

[Master P] Yo, uh Silkk, we gonna dedicate this one to all the hoes out there I ain't calling every woman a ho, but, uh, if the shoe fits wear it Cause uh Chorus: repeat 3X Tell me what you think after you talk to one of these stupid hoes Tell me how you feel after you f** one of these stupid hoes [Master P] Uhhhhhhhh! Do you feel the same, some hoes want your change Hoes been chasing n***as, rolling on thier thangs They look for dope dealers, ballers and hustlers See real b**hes hate busters Some b**hes'll let you f** em till they bleed Uh, but rats like cheese You see, p**y stretch em out You go raw, and hoes make childs And then the game, it ain't no thing But it's a shame cause a ho in it for one thing They after big timers with big papers, Biz Markie make vapors But see these hoes will hate you if they know that they can't break you Some of these hoes need to shut thier f**ing mouth Wishing for a new car and don't have a house Chorus [C-Murder] Don't play no games trick, keep my name about your mouth You say you hate me, but at the show you damn near pa**ed out Wanting me to pay your rent but not your relatives You mad at me, your baby daddy don't claim your kids You wanna baller to fall for you But after a n***a f** you, he don't even call you Dollar signs in your eyes ho Claiming you a virgin, but on tape you f**in big Mo You rippin round town, you say you f**ed a TRU n***a I ask P and Silkk, they say they couldn't remember You or your name, you stupid ho So get your kids, get your drawers, and hit the door Ho, I ain't got time for these b**hes Stupid b*atch Uhhhhhh Chorus [Silkk The Shocker] Now would I see if I f**ed these hoes man cause P calls them a trip Lookin at me like a big old dollar sign figure them hoes can get rich Now everybody worrying and sh**, looking all stupid and sh** n***as be acting soft When I met her she was cool as f** All of a sudden everybody got a f**ing problem Now, why you worrying about what kind of car that I got Conversating with those tricks, you talking sh** Been looking at my rings and my watch Now after you hit it, look this trick, who you giving the cold shoulder And after you get your nut, then you be like mad as f** Look at her be like man, it's more over So you be sad when she there, and you be glad when she left And you be mad when she around so you pack your bags and stuff These hoes like a diamond And be wearing things for free, but I'm a put them in they place Man them hoes be cool at first Then turn f**ing crazy like a guest on Ricky Lake I'll play the game for what it's worth n***a, lil G done keeping composure I'm a soldier, when I go on a date I'm a bring guns, f** bring roses These hoes a trip Chorus [Master P] Ha ha, yeah What these hoes don't realize They don't realize that uh If we was to give a b**h something, even if it was a few G's It really ain't nothing It ain't nothing but pocket change to us n***a Can't break the bank baby And uh, treat these hoes like fiends Give them just enough, so they'll come back b**h, I don't need you, you need me Stupid ho

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