GLC - These Hoes Ain't Eatin'

Man, I’m telling these hoes all the time man. How I feel about shit but you think they care? These hoes don’t be caring about me man. I had a hoe trying to give me some head for a mother fucking sandwich man. These hoes ain’t eating.

Shit hmm hmm.
You a mother fucking fool boy.

Nah, man I swear they ain’t eating man.
These hoes is not eating.

Look man you know what I’m talking bout shit. You feed a hoe she gonna act like she needs you though. Cause at the end of the day... it’s tougher than mother fucking elephant bacon out here main.

Awe shit man, you so mother fucking exact with your pimping GLC man.
I see how you the mother fucking ism.

Shit man ain’t nothing to it but to do it. You want some pimping you got to lay it down then they’ll mother fucking pursue it. Church!

Ha ha, Awe shit man.

Tator you a mother fucker man. You so mother fucking exact. But shit, I’m tryna see what’s up with this mother fucking hoe that’s supposed to be calling me man. What the fuck going on?

Shit, I’m trying to see what’s up with my hoe too. This hoe gone fix me some mother fucking ramen noodles man. Shit the bitch put a hole in my stocking cap you know I’m trying to keep my braids right. Hoe wouldn’t even put no aluminum foil on my tips.

Damn man you got it you got it bad Tator shit!

Man, I’m trying to get this hoe mother fucking right.

Sometimes man you just got a set that bitch straight like a court date. Cathedral! Ism!

They just don’t understand the eternal sunshine of your pimping mind.

Written by:
Leonard Lavelle Harris

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