(feat. T-Pain)
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[Intro/Chorus: T-Pain]
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I still don't love 'em, I still don't trust 'em
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I get paranoid every time I fuck 'em
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Known to break rubbers
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And this is why, I, can't, stand these scandalous hoes
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They see me gettin riches, so they try to stick with me
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But I ain't stupid, I know that they're plottin for position
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That's why I dismiss 'em
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Because I, can't, stand these scandalous hoes
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[Mike Jones (T-Pain)]
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Now that I got me a plaque, these hoes all on my back
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They see me livin the dream, they see me stackin my stacks
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That's why I hold my strap, because
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(I, can't, stand these scandalous hoes)
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They see the 11-12 cars all black
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American Express not green, all black
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They'll try to set you up if you let 'em set the trap
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But I ain't fin' to fall for that
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{Why would I} let a motherfucker take me for weak?
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I never roll alone, roll the streets with the heat
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When you worth that much can't lose it for nothin cheap
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And when you worth that much can't lose it for nothin cheap
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Damn, they cutthroat to the teeth
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These hoes so scandalous I can't even sleep
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I never open up so they can get close to me because
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(I, can't, stand these scandalous hoes)
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[Chorus]
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[Mike Jones (T-Pain)]
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Befo' the paper came it was never 'bout the money
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But now the paper here, e'rybody actin funny
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They want all your time and STILL spend all your money?
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Still spend all your money? Money?
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You see a nigga out here tryin to make it out the game
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Make it out the hood, and do somethin good
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But you don't understand until you see the money good
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I swear, I swear, I swear...
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Got a nigga on parole so you stick to that type
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First minute y'all fight you put them laws in his life
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Why you put them in his girl you know you ain't right
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(Yeah girl you know you ain't right!)
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You feel the time is right now to have you a child
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Cause y'all been together for a long long while
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Everythang good now but when the shit turn foul
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Somebody fin' to go buckwild
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Now she got your ass up in court, facin child support
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for a kid he found out wasn't his
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But when he, 8 years old and you, glued to his soul
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Your heart sayin you can't leave that kid
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The scandalous bitch, the scandalous hoe
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8 years ago, knew the kid wasn't his from the go
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But she let the nigga spend all his money and his time
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Somewhere you gotta cross that line (Mike Jones)
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Some shit is just so so wrong
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Some shit I know now I can't put in the song
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Some shit'll get you hurt if it go on too long
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Cause once the nigga gets pissed, the gun goes click
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[click clack] By this time his attitude is FUCK DIS!
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You can't tell him shit, his head now harder than a brick
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You should've told a bitch before it came down to this
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Now the hoe gettin carried by 6, that's why
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[Chorus]
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[T-Pain]
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Whoahhhh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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Scandalous Hoes II
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| Mike Jones |
