B.G., Big Tymers - Stay ‘N' Line Hoe lyrics
B.G. [Christopher Noel Dorsey] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[B.G., Big Tymers - Stay ‘N' Line Hoe lyrics]
Stay in line ho
Off top get ya mind right bitch
Hoes gotta be tamed, bitches gotta be bat
They don't understand English
Hoes gotta be smacked
Nigga beat 'em and stomp 'em
Barely feed 'em and fuck 'em
Don't get jammed, if ya got 'em
Better leave 'em don't love 'em
I be fuckin and duckin
Straight thug'n and plugg'n
I like pussy but I get turned
On more if ya suckin
I don't be trustin no doubt
I goes all the way out
I'm bout hustlin, disrespectin
Bustin you in yo mouth
Cause, I'm bout real as they come
Totally choppers and nines
Uptown's where I'm from keepin hoes in line
Believe I'm bout mine never wine and dine
Give me the grease and I'mma
Shove nine in ya behind
I ain't likes a kind, and I ain't tryin
Don't mind dyin
And when I do I'm dyin slangin that iron
I like 'em sexy and fine, I toss 'em
That's how it go
I ain't flossin but you gon' listenin
Better stay in line ho
Pimpin ain't easy, better stay in line ho
Off top, you gon' respect a nigga mind ho
Nigga I stay shy, keep my hoes in check
Keep a pocket full of money, bank roll on fat
These hoes stay in line or get
They grill straight knocked out
Stay in line or get put out your own house
I be hard on these hoes
Cause a bitch ain't shit
Every ho I done fucked done sucked my dick
Me and my BG we toss bitches
You don't believe me, ask Danielle and TC
We ain't savin bitches i got the game
He got the fame plus I got the change
Disrespect and puttin change on ya brain
(playa) three of the finest bitches in
The city on my team
Big body Expedition wit the gangsta lean
I wanna see all my homies get on they feet
For LT, a G, with that gangsta lean (playboy)
So I can see all my homies ball in the UPT
Bat a bitch quick, that's the modo I follow
Toss a bitch through the click
That's the modo I follow if you real
Hold a ho life in the palm of ya hand
If you can't control a ho to
Me ya ain't no man
Bitch, stay in line like the vice grip
In the middle of the street
Any little thing I make ya taste
Any little thing ya get beat
You gon' respect the BG
Or I'll punch ya in your nose
You gon' respect the BG
Or I'll whip ya out your clothes
C-M-R ah gon' ride no other thing gon' fly
Expedition and Mercedes cause a
Nigga like to shine
We in front and not behind, not on bottom
On top not on the side of nothin
Hoes get flipped and flopped
My nigga? pimp a bitch, he a soldier for real
My nigga? whip a bitch, yeah he hard to kill
Uptown bout theirs', nigga I'm bout mine
Dogg hoes I share and I make 'em stay in line
Never let these hoes take you
Away from yo ends
Drive high, ride fly, buy the big body Benz
And pass by they house
Blow yo horn and laugh
When she come to the door
Say "you hoe!" and stare
To the next muthafucka that hated on you
Your baby mama full of drama
Tell that bitch it's through
Cause when ya ain't got nothin these
Hoes don't want you around
And when you work to get paid
These hoes act like clowns
So what could you do to satisfy ungrate
Buy a car, treat her like a star
Yet the ho still hate
Cause it's yo skills to pay the bills
Nigga ride
Respect or eject, cause these hoes are tired
I'm on a mission to make a million plus
Have platinum on the wall and
Ride the tour bus
Money over bitches, believin that for sho
Cash Money and the power, stay in line hoe
Beat these bitches, stomp these hoes
Ram they shit
Off top get ya mind right bitch
Hoes gotta be tamed, bitches gotta be bat
They don't understand English
Hoes gotta be smacked
Nigga beat 'em and stomp 'em
Barely feed 'em and fuck 'em
Don't get jammed, if ya got 'em
Better leave 'em don't love 'em
I be fuckin and duckin
Straight thug'n and plugg'n
I like pussy but I get turned
On more if ya suckin
I don't be trustin no doubt
I goes all the way out
I'm bout hustlin, disrespectin
Bustin you in yo mouth
Cause, I'm bout real as they come
Totally choppers and nines
Uptown's where I'm from keepin hoes in line
Believe I'm bout mine never wine and dine
Give me the grease and I'mma
Shove nine in ya behind
I ain't likes a kind, and I ain't tryin
Don't mind dyin
And when I do I'm dyin slangin that iron
I like 'em sexy and fine, I toss 'em
That's how it go
I ain't flossin but you gon' listenin
Better stay in line ho
Pimpin ain't easy, better stay in line ho
Off top, you gon' respect a nigga mind ho
Nigga I stay shy, keep my hoes in check
Keep a pocket full of money, bank roll on fat
These hoes stay in line or get
They grill straight knocked out
Stay in line or get put out your own house
I be hard on these hoes
Cause a bitch ain't shit
Every ho I done fucked done sucked my dick
Me and my BG we toss bitches
You don't believe me, ask Danielle and TC
We ain't savin bitches i got the game
He got the fame plus I got the change
Disrespect and puttin change on ya brain
(playa) three of the finest bitches in
The city on my team
Big body Expedition wit the gangsta lean
I wanna see all my homies get on they feet
For LT, a G, with that gangsta lean (playboy)
So I can see all my homies ball in the UPT
Bat a bitch quick, that's the modo I follow
Toss a bitch through the click
That's the modo I follow if you real
Hold a ho life in the palm of ya hand
If you can't control a ho to
Me ya ain't no man
Bitch, stay in line like the vice grip
In the middle of the street
Any little thing I make ya taste
Any little thing ya get beat
You gon' respect the BG
Or I'll punch ya in your nose
You gon' respect the BG
Or I'll whip ya out your clothes
C-M-R ah gon' ride no other thing gon' fly
Expedition and Mercedes cause a
Nigga like to shine
We in front and not behind, not on bottom
On top not on the side of nothin
Hoes get flipped and flopped
My nigga? pimp a bitch, he a soldier for real
My nigga? whip a bitch, yeah he hard to kill
Uptown bout theirs', nigga I'm bout mine
Dogg hoes I share and I make 'em stay in line
Never let these hoes take you
Away from yo ends
Drive high, ride fly, buy the big body Benz
And pass by they house
Blow yo horn and laugh
When she come to the door
Say "you hoe!" and stare
To the next muthafucka that hated on you
Your baby mama full of drama
Tell that bitch it's through
Cause when ya ain't got nothin these
Hoes don't want you around
And when you work to get paid
These hoes act like clowns
So what could you do to satisfy ungrate
Buy a car, treat her like a star
Yet the ho still hate
Cause it's yo skills to pay the bills
Nigga ride
Respect or eject, cause these hoes are tired
I'm on a mission to make a million plus
Have platinum on the wall and
Ride the tour bus
Money over bitches, believin that for sho
Cash Money and the power, stay in line hoe
Beat these bitches, stomp these hoes
Ram they shit