Dro - f** A Hoe lyrics

(J Whitty) f** A Ho, f** A Ho, f** A Ho Yall (Repeated throughout the whole song) (DRo.) J Whitty on the beat, he tellin DRo. to f** a ho Lets make a toast, hard liquor pour up ho Ho get on my level. I'm All-Madden, you All-Pro Skinny n***a but my ego swole Shawty get over here, lemme hit you wit that Debo Give that b**h some sippy, & she down. Gag, you know Dick game cold, it's worth way more than a C note It's priceless; Mastercard commercial (Yee) She lovin it like Micky D's, McDonald's ice tea Maybe on a good day I eat that b**h like ice cream Like em dark skin, but my chick on that light team Yea she Cuban, coochie wetter than the Gulf mayne I'm cruisin' Yea she got that gooey gooey Ay girl give me that chewy Make DRo. say oowee oowee Man!! Ain't I the coolest cat?? Not a putty tat, when I attack that p**y cat!! Yea that thang, Ima act a fool in that My flow & how her river flow, you can't find that with no car jack Ima beat the p**y up, go straight in with a long bat I get straight to business, ain't no time for chit chat I bust a nut, then I leave, then I laugh at that doneback Bust on hoes. No gun, no clip, no black mask Get you in the shower, for about an hour Put my black fist in you, now you got black power k** that black panther Black on black crime She dropped a dime, we on Maury, I'm the father Uh! I love how this beat drop Her head drop, my zipper drop, drop top I just got head in a drop top Now get out & drop trou', lemme Vony Bop I'm hot, stop drop roll Shawty Hot I lit her up like a fire cracker, pop!! Hit a lick on that clit, drip drop!! Lemme stand up in it, finna make you climax Sky high!! Tip top!! This ain't what you call hip hop It's in my nature to be nasty, can't nobody outlast me mayne!! Hol up Yee!! (Echo)