Z-Ro - He Hoes lyrics

You fellas is he hoes (he hoes, yeeeah)
Wish I could shoot you like free throw
(free throw, yeeah)
I don't need no new amigos (amigos)
1 deep winning like I hit up the casino
(casino) hey, hey hey hey hey hey

Where the real niggas at?
I'm try'na locate y'all
Not you tender dick niggas that be
Lettin' these hoes play y'all
Gotta pay her rent so you can come
With us to go play ball
Wish a hoe would try to make me pay
I slap a hoe face off
Ain't no love for these bitches
Ain't no need to be friends
Like I'm from squad
Put 'em in a coffin is what
They need to be in
Niggas say they left handed
I know their knowledge ain't right
They don't practice what they preachin'
That shit done come from the lie
All these pussy ass niggas in my face
Scared of me
But too pussy to try to put me in my place
Try to jump me
Then I keep an unjumpable in my waist
Everybody dead and gone
Ain't no witnesses in my case
Fuck a video shoot, fuck an award ceremony
Ain't winning shit anyway
Unless a rapper run up on me
I got love for Mo City Texas
That's my hood my nigga
But, if it's fuck me, fuck you too
And it's all good my nigga
I don't do no hand shaking
No tellin' what you been touchin'
So they be like we love Z-Ro music
But motherfuck him
Motherfuckers will piss on your legs
And tell you it's rain
They hate me cause I tell the truth
Ain't scared to tell you you lame

You fellas is he hoes (he hoes, yeeeah)
Wish I could shoot you like free throw
(free throw, yeeah)
I don't need no new amigos (amigos)
1 deep winning like I hit up the casino
(casino) hey, hey hey hey hey hey

And then they wonder why my
Attitude is fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
Representing for Sandra Bland, my attitude
Is fuck the law, fuck the law
And everytime you lie to me homie
It's a target on your eye to me homie
Always talkin' dry to me homie
Wanna do a drive by on me, don't they?
Now you already know I already know
You a fraud ass nigga
You can't borrow nothin'
You need to get a job ass nigga
Always layin' down, you need to stand up
They passin' out bricks in hustle class
You need to hold your hand up
Always sayin' something about somebody
Nobody ass nigga only nobody is listening
Somebodies can't hear you
You gotta be out of space to beef with Z-Ro
Come fuckin' with me, I'mma run your pockets
Bitch I'm D-Bo

You fellas is he hoes (he hoes, yeeeah)
Wish I could shoot you like free throw
(free throw, yeeah)
I don't need no new amigos (amigos)
1 deep winning like I hit up the casino
(casino) hey, hey hey hey hey hey