Sho Nuff
Tela feat. 8Ball & MJG
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It was this bitch that I knew back from '86
Graduated, made it from the college of dicks
Now who the fuck you be, bitch you know me
Try to act solo, down low, hustler skin low key
Naw ho I ain't broke, where did my motherfuckers go
Y'all remember this ho, she used to do nails for Rochelle
Well how the hell you been since I had no job
Hoe wanted to give me some, cause you know I flow and run for squad
Naw all of that was on the clout, no doubt y'all record spin
Y'all shivering and cold, it's cold on the outside looking in
Then you best to make yourself worthy
Cause I got a clique of niggas ready to get that Johnson baby dirty
You heard me put that dirty dick inside your pearly clit
Ain't this a bitch, remember when you would not give me shit
Now you down for them habits, put your numbers on the napkins
Make them snapple cause the guy go to the bathroom in that dick
Hoes with no clothes showing love
Shaking that ass in the club, nigga what
Hoes with no clothes showing love
Shaking that ass in the club, nigga what
Hoes with no clothes showing love
Shaking that ass in the club, nigga what
Hoes with no clothes showing love
Shaking that ass in the club, nigga what
No different from the rest, she's just an ordinary ho
Hair extensions, long nails, ass thicker than gumbo
Make it fast, taking cash, shaking ass in the mix
Tens turn to twenties and twenties come from plenty tricks
Niggas in love, can't stay out the club, all in a ho face
But at the end of the paper chase, whatever you had will be erased
I see them in the back, niggas counting up they cheddar
Talking loud, smoking hay, making clouds, getting ready for the crowd
I think I know one, I remember you, oh yes I do
Trying to high side on me and my crew, but ain't no love lost boo
What time the club close, that 3, what's up you coming with me
We can smoke up mad trees after you get up off your knees
You want some cheese, ho please, tricks don't stay at the Suave house
Hoes around my nuts like gnats, real dogs don't pay for cats
That's for real baby, recognize and show me love
Dig that shit, showing love
Hoes with no clothes showing love
Shaking that ass in the club, nigga what
Hoes with no clothes showing love
Shaking that ass in the club, nigga what
Hoes with no clothes showing love
Shaking that ass in the club, nigga what
Hoes with no clothes showing love
Shaking that ass in the club, nigga what
Well I be goddamned, this stout ass ho wants to get close to me
A few years back in the past, you wouldn't have even noticed me
Quoting the lyrics of a song that you know I flow
Looking for confidence and tickets to my next show
Check your bitch in these short ass pants and blow up dresses
I can tell they freaky without three guesses
Oh yes it's very true, your bitches be meeting me, leaving you
Hell now what in the fuck is a nigga like me to do
Let her loose or let her remain, cause all she be looking for
Is some fame, a bigger name, little miss thang with bigger game
And she claim she ain't heard my music, trying to trick me
So I told that ho my name Bill Bixby, she still hit me
Now she's killing my dick softly with her mouth
And I really just don't plan on taking it out
Cause I'm MJ fucking G, you needs to knows
About these hoes shaking they ass with no clothes like them pros
Showing love
Hoes with no clothes showing love
Shaking that ass in the club, nigga what
Hoes with no clothes showing love
Shaking that ass in the club, nigga what
Hoes with no clothes showing love
Shaking that ass in the club, nigga what
Hoes with no clothes showing love
Shaking that ass in the club, nigga what