Cold 187um - All Over a Ho lyrics

[Mz. Kilo] Yeah... I've never seen nothing like this before in my life.. I mean... A n***a selling out over a ho.. But you know... your ho could be the next ho.. With my ho.. Once upon a time, you know I had a mack daddy Just me and him in the eight-trey Caddy The hookers would stare and the n***as would grin Just let the wheels spin, let the wheels spin You know we had to get the proper roll on But pop went the tire, and we had to get the stroll on Came up on some wenches that I knew From when back when, in 1982 They tried to push up on my honey All smiling in his face, but that sh** wasn't funny They thought they would try to take my man, unh Shake my man, uh-huh break my man Yeah, break like a brick but I'd rather be broke They flaunt their figure in front of my n***a And they play me for a joke Nope, cause this time it's not happening I'll snatch them bamboos off and start scrapping See, I don't start trouble But I gots to bust the bubble of a b**h Who want to play me like a two-dollar trick Rip the sh** up, grab his keys and cut Get stepped to by a b**h with a chip on her shoulder But I told her, that I would have to scold her And I would have to fold her Like a love letter from the second grade Look over at my n***a and he's grinning Confused in my head and my mind is spinning, but it's.. [Hook] All over a ho Because two bit n***as are always on the go I remain in my zone, G But I'd rather stack dollars, let my mind feel free Cause too many n***as, too many n***as Wanna keep a b**h down, unh, oh wait a minute Too many n***as, too many n***as Wanna keep a b**h down, a-hold up, a-hold up So now you see me coming back, watch me flaunt the fly sh** I gotta get it straight when the sh** gets scandalous Cause I don't run around town f**in' around, second-guessing But something inside told me to trust my b**h's intuition Now should I listen, shh, quiet step Don't want nobody knowing where I stepped Saying to myself "How the f** can I deal with him?" I'll the b**h named Sally that I scrapped with, then I'll squash it And give her a G to see what the b**h can find out for me "So you want a little action?" (Sally: "Well, alright...") Cause I'll be damned if I get played like LaToya Jackson And if I'm played, I take it like a woman: I'mma kick to the curb and hit 'em shorter than Gary Coleman So the b**h was down for the sh** Cause b**hes can set up a n***a faster than a Mafia hit clique Or should I get him smoked... nope Here's what happened to the n***a that played me close: Told the ho to meet him at the Let'Em And make sure, Sally, that you f** him and f** him Here's a mini-microphone to put in your purse And I'm sure that your stank a** don't have to rehearse It's like sure enough, my n***a rolled up G It was dark as a motherf**er, but I could still see So she finished the job without lagging Got the n***a on tape like Jimmy Swaggart And it's... (just as we had planned) [Hook] Now I really know that n***a's promises ain't true Cause he said many times "I'd die without you..." Unh, I shoulda seen through ya I guess the only thing you was good for was the punani-eater Now I bet you've got more water upstairs Than you've got sugar on the candy cane You think you're going out to f** another b**h Come home, and f** me? Boy, you must be insane Well, the next day the n***a came over He pulled up in one of our rides, a Range Rover He walked in the house thinking everything is right I said to the n***a "Have fun last night?" He said "Whoa, whoa, whoa, wh-wh-what do you mean?" I said "Go take a shower, cause your dick ain't clean Or was Sally less filling? Or did she taste great? You can't say sh**, I got it all on tape Yeah motherf**er, here's your last kiss Cause I ain't putting up with that bullsh**" [Hook] Too many n***as, too many n***as wanna keep a b**h down, but not me Too many n***as wanna keep a b**h down, so I gotta clown