Lyrics: Keenon Jackson/Ermias Ashgedom
Music: Ermias Ashgedom
Bitch
Tmc+ Marathon shit
Tmc+ Young rich nigga shit
Tmc+ Ten rack a show shit
Ten racks, you know, that's what I mean
Huhh, Check me out look
[Verse 1: Nipsey Hu$$le]
Look
Tmc+ She know my ex bitch. She think she got next
Tmc+ She ****ed a gang of niggas. Throw that pussy off deck
Tmc+ She ain't no real bitch. That's why she talk shit
Tmc+ She been a ho since middle school, why she ain't got shit
She ain't the homegirl. she always getting punked
She ain't a stripper. She just sit the club and get drunk
Tmc+ That bitch a pill head. She looking sick, huh?
Tmc+ I heard she got a STD. Don't get your dick sucked
That ain't her boyfriend, she getting pimped, huh?
Cause she never keep her man. She always getting dumped
She got her heart broke when she was real young
That hoochie special ed, bro, I'm talking real dumb
Don't gotta holler at her. She gon' approach you
She got her county check. Now she think she's so cute
Them ain't her red bottoms. She borrow clothes too
Tmc+ But I ain't mad at you b*****s. Thas what hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Tmc+ But we not mad at you b*****s. Thas wat hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Tmc+ But we not mad at you b*****s. Thas wat hoes do
[Verse 2: YG]
Tmc+ She ****ed on me then ****ed the crew. Thas wat these hoes do
Tmc+ Young nigga, you could swear I'm from the old school
Tmc+ Them last week b*****s. Man that bitch is old news
She let me hit. Now the only things she got was soul food
This ain't halloween girl it ain't no tricking me
Tmc+ We eat for free, cuz I took your bitch EBT
Gave her the D, and then she ran and told her homegirls
Tmc+ The next week she found out I ****ed her homegirls
Tmc+ She say get me, so I gave that bitch my cock to suck
Tmc+ The dick was good, so now she at my house poppin up
Tmc+ I got a bitch named Shelly, that bitch is hella messy
Tmc+ And she ****ed like it's a sport, she shoulda won an ESPY
Tmc+ Ho b*****s always got more than one nigga to ****
Tmc+ Ho b*****s can't wait till the first of the month
That's so true, yup bro thas wat these hoes do
She let me hit, and the only thing she got was soul food
[Hook]
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Tmc+ But we not mad at you b*****s. Thas wat hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Tmc+ But we not mad at you b*****s. Thas wat hoes do
[Verse 3: Nipsey Hu$$le]
Shout out to Pusha Ink, I'm yellin TMC
One time for Blue Division, Top Dawg, and AOB
We had a differences but they got handle in the street
So I'm gon keep it hood, and shout the homies from the Uneek
Tmc+ That's Willie Lynch shit, they wanna start up beef
Tmc+ But it's enough money in this shit for us all to eat
We got them clubs going, we got them streets goin
We got that WorldStarHipHop, and MTV goin
And yeah we lost it for a sec, but now we repoint
I took a trip out to Manhattan, now the East know it
When I'm in ATL, I'm hollerin' duck tape
Tmc+ Ricardo, Alley Boy & Black, dem niggas nothin, fake
I think I'm DJ Khaled, Ri-Ri-Ri-Ricky Ross
Tmc+ That We The Best and MMG shit, screaming bitch I'mma boss
I started on the block, out the trunk of my old school
Still I ain't mad at my haters, that's what hoes do
[Hook]
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Tmc+ But we not mad at you b*****s. Thas wat hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Tmc+ But we not mad at you b*****s. Thas wat hoes do
[Verse 4: Rimpau]
These hoes know me, but I don't know dem
They unpredictable, just give em dick and I'm through
Yeah she low key, but she get it in
That's what these hoes do, she benefit, she old news
She don't got a job really, but she love to ****
Go back and suck b*****s, she will never get enough
She be runnin game, cause she look good
She a trick a nigga, set it up to lick a nigga
She be going up she don't give a ****
She up for bang bang, and she getting drunk
She **** the whole squad, she wasting no time
Blame it on your high baby, you ain't even gotta lie
She ****ed the AMB, she ****ed the Pushaz Ink
No sleep, wash her coochie in the kitchen sink
That's what she good at, hood rat, burnt cap
Wore out pussy, I don't want that
Hold that
[Hook]
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Tmc+ But we not mad at you b*****s. Thas wat hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Thas wat these hoes do
Tmc+ But we not mad at you b*****s. Thas wat hoes do
[Verse 5: Nipsey Hu$$le]
Me and my nigga Slim, was on the play right
He laced my chucks, and told me "Hussle, get your game tight"
Back when I thought and shit, they was getting cake like
We sent them b*****s early morning til the late night
Sepulveda, Figueroa and Sunset
She'll give you money, if you tell her you don't want sex
That **** her mind up, tell her she's just a fine duck
Get out a pocket wit a piece, she gon get lined up
I had this hoochie from the J, she was a go-getta
She brought her friend, her friend went to, thas how you know nigga
Bitch I'm from Tiny Locs, I ain't no ho nigger
You broke and only **** with ballers, you're a gold digger
This for the girls, rollin stress up, tryna smoke wit you
Lookin busted in the club, steady drinkin yo liquor
Bitch, put the bottle down, that's for the bros boo
But I ain't mad at you baby
Thas wat hoes do