(feat. Anthony Hamilton)
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It was a ho-down, another ho-down
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It was a ho-down, another ho-down
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Walked into the club and farted
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Damn! Look at shawty off in the cut actin' naughty
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Eye contact, made sure that she saw me
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Said y'all, don't get it twisted like I'm ballin'
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Down south stripper from New Orleans, thick as mud
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Baby show me love, with a little tittie rub
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Said, "Hit me later on baby, maybe we can what? "
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Said, "Sound like a plan" with my hand on her butt
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But shit hit the fan sho' nuff, nigga hold up
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Baby doll had a man, matta fact was a soldier
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Ain't that a beyotch! He was sittin' on the sofa
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Smokin' on some doja, tryna see some exposure
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Had the whole spot sold up, legs tired
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Bar done closed up, all of a sudden her man showed up
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Automobiles, planes, and locomotives
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Train with the focus see both ran through hunger
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Tag-teamed that beyotch, then I called my niggaz over
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They smashed in the 'Lac, popped that twat like a soda
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Fuckin' with his wife so you know when I ain't sober
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And niggaz in the back seat with the freak in the Nova, it was a ho-down
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I can't believe that she's real, it was a ho-down
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The way she makes me feel, another ho-down
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If you knew what I knew, it was a ho-down
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You would be down in there too, another ho-down
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Uh, now peep game of a star, stepped out the car
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Walked through the door, checked the bitch at the bar
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Eyin' her down, while I split my cigar
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Can I offer you a drink or some dick in the park?
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You know I'm just sayin' that to get you mad
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But you knowin' damn well I wanna hit yo' ass
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Yo I ain't the type of nigga that be jumpin' the gun
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But you lookin' like a dime piece and I'm huntin'' for one
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What's ya name? Nah, better yet, what's ya game?
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Wanna ride in the Navigator, switchin' four lanes?
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Or chill up in the bedroom, sniffin' cocaine?
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Said she's the type of girl to get down with no shame
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And everything I said before was no thang
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We ran outside, and jumped in the ride
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Next thing I know I'm gettin' head while I drive
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Eyes open wide, down 65, it's a ho-down
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I can't believe that she's real, it was a ho-down
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The way she makes me feel, another ho-down
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If you knew what I knew, it was a ho-down
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You would be down in there too, another ho-down
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I can't believe that she's real, it was a ho-down
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The way she makes me feel, another ho-down
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If you knew what I knew, it was a ho-down
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You would be down in there too, another ho-down
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It was a ho-down, I knew it was all great
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When the hoe caught me late in room 508
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Oh, she got live on tape, the price was low-rate
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Plus she had a nice showcase, you thought she was ya soul mate?
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Just because she got some shove in her can
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Doesn't mean your 'sposed to go and fall in love with her man
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Kissin' and huggin' and actin', in love with her, man
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Takin' her out to restaurants and, rubbin' her hands
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If you knew what I knew, you wouldn't do what you do
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But it's true that you, had no clue what she do
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'Cause you trust her through thick and thin
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You missed it when, she was gettin' live offa fifth of Gin
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Get rammed in by me, while she lick my friends
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When she finally came home you probably kissed her then, lame-o
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The more you tried to claim the hoe was an angel
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The quicker I realized the freak was a stank-hoe, it was a ho-down
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I can't believe that she's real
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The way she makes me feel, another ho-down
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If you knew what I knew
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You would be down in there too, it was a ho-down
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I can't believe that she's real, it was a ho-down
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The way she makes me feel, another ho-down
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If you knew what I knew, it was a ho-down
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You would be down in there too, another ho-down
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I can't believe that she's real, it was a ho-down
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The way she makes me feel, another ho-down
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If you knew what I knew, it was a ho-down
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You would be down in there too, another ho-down
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It was a ho-down, another ho-down
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It was a ho-down, another ho-down
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Down 'N' Out
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Nappy Roots |