Lil’ Wayne – Hoes Sing Lyrics


This Right Here

Aint Nothing But P-I-M-P Music

Rise On The Track

Hoes On The Track

Man I Aint Goin Out To Get Them Dollars

Me And My Brotha Right Here

They Call Me Weezy Baby

Weezy Squad Up

This One Right Here

For The Bitches And Hoes

Pay Attention Momma

You Lookin At A Pimp Bitch

If You Never Seen One

And Baby Ima So Fresh And So Clean One

And The Game Nice

So Ya Boy Not Mean Hun

Watch The White Tho

You Can Catch A Mean One

And Watch The Ice Tho

You Can Catch It Gleamon

And Watch Your Wife Tho

She Can Catch Seemon

You Never Been In A Bently Ma

Ill Put Ya Ass Between One

Between A Bently And A Cadillac

And Mamma Know Where Here Daddy At

And Mamma Know

Fa Sho

She Know To Bring Daddy That

My Dry Flow Got Her Panties Wet

She On The Flow But Where Her Panties At?

And Now Ya Ask Where My Lady Go

Player Hater You Know

My Lazy Flow Into A Lady Ho

I Gotta Holla A Nigga Baby Tho

And Weezy Baby Know

Show Me How To Break These Hoes

All Weezys Hoes Stand Up And Sing


I Cant Hear Ya



All Weezys Hoes Stand Up And Sing


I Cant Hear Ya

All Weezys Hoes Stand Up And Sing


I Cant Hear

And All Weezys Hoes Stand Up And Sing


Bitches Weezy And Easy Baby

Makin It Hot

Got Ya Girls On Her Knees

Like She Makin Salad

And She Taking Alot Out Of Me

And When Ya See Me

Dont Holla Pop Ya Call For Me

And When You See Me

Tell You Bitch Dont Holla At Me

Cause I Had It Up To Here

Im Tired Of That Freak

Best Player Of The Year Man

It Gotta Be Me


And Shit

If You Knockin Its Me

Hop In A V

Joc Through Ya Block

Rockin Tha Beat

Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da


Conquer The Streets

Yall Honorin Me

Shoul Prolly Have Madonna With Me

And Bitches Say Madonna With Me

No Gucci Shit

But I Keep Wearin Vashachi

And That Gucci Shit

Man I Keep Gettin Sloppy

When I Move The Whip

And Show Weezy Baby Whos Ya Pimp

Sweety Lets Roll

To The Point Of No Return

My Game Burn Ya Soul

Then I Cant Control Then

You Become My Hoe

What Ya Think About That

Nice House

A Whip

You Think About That

I Aint A Trick Bitch

It Aint About That

But Baby I Got Chips So It Aint About Jack

Momma Thats Shotty

My Benz A Ferrari

You See Me On The Road

If You Wanna Go

Where I Go

Follow And Holler

Ill Be The Bord To

To Get You Outta That Problem

And Into That Prada

And Put You On That Avenue

And Be A Good Girl And Get Daddy Blue

Never Make Daddy Mad At You

Cause They Got Bitches As Bad As You

Even To Get After Due

And You Aint Got That To Lose

Cause Bitch Roll With A Mac Or Lose

All My Houes

All His Hoes

We Got Hoes

We Dont Love Them Hoes