Song | She's a Ho |
Artist | Mr. Vegas |
Album | Damn Right |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Browne, Johnson, Smith | |
Verse 1: | |
Well if a galatek two man inna one night | |
Then we know she's a hoe | |
If she a clean up di whola di neighborhood | |
Then we know she's a hoe | |
If she a walk and a sell from hotel to hotel | |
We know she's a hoe | |
If she a one night stand tek everybody man | |
Man a nutten dat caw wi dun know | |
Chorus: | |
She's a hoe | |
She's a hoe | |
She's a hoe | |
Caan hide again cause everybody know | |
She's a hoe | |
She's a hoe | |
Swear seh mi spat har pon di Jerry Springer show | |
She's a hoe | |
She's a hoe | |
All a di youth inna di street know | |
Verse 2: | |
Whey she do, boast bout how she get slim and trim | |
Loose twenty pound and naw go a gym | |
Legs easy fi open like clothes pin | |
Sleep wid bum, him dead and dem know wha kill him | |
Gal from youh know yuh nuh shooty shooty | |
An yuhknow seh yuh a nuh goupy | |
All rudies out deh do not be silly an put a rubber pan yuh willy | |
Chorus | |
Verse 3: | |
Whey she do | |
Gwaan like she hot like she a earth angel | |
Know something whey dem a do yuh head swell | |
Man a line up a dem gate car dem a sell | |
The way dem a move trust me you coulda tell | |
Run through the mob dem and di cartel | |
Hear seh she sleep wid Bobby Castell | |
Di gal a rev out skettel worse Jezebel | |
How much man drown inna di well | |
Verse 4: | |
Well if a gal tek whey har mumma husband | |
Then we know she's a hoe | |
If a gal sleep wid har best fren man | |
Then di whola wi know she's a hoe | |
Well if a gal easy fi pluck every man come wuk | |
Then we know she's a hoe | |
Nuff a dem run outta luck end up wid stomach | |
An now di man naah mine di gut | |
Chorus |
zuo qu : Browne, Johnson, Smith | |
Verse 1: | |
Well if a galatek two man inna one night | |
Then we know she' s a hoe | |
If she a clean up di whola di neighborhood | |
Then we know she' s a hoe | |
If she a walk and a sell from hotel to hotel | |
We know she' s a hoe | |
If she a one night stand tek everybody man | |
Man a nutten dat caw wi dun know | |
Chorus: | |
She' s a hoe | |
She' s a hoe | |
She' s a hoe | |
Caan hide again cause everybody know | |
She' s a hoe | |
She' s a hoe | |
Swear seh mi spat har pon di Jerry Springer show | |
She' s a hoe | |
She' s a hoe | |
All a di youth inna di street know | |
Verse 2: | |
Whey she do, boast bout how she get slim and trim | |
Loose twenty pound and naw go a gym | |
Legs easy fi open like clothes pin | |
Sleep wid bum, him dead and dem know wha kill him | |
Gal from youh know yuh nuh shooty shooty | |
An yuhknow seh yuh a nuh goupy | |
All rudies out deh do not be silly an put a rubber pan yuh willy | |
Chorus | |
Verse 3: | |
Whey she do | |
Gwaan like she hot like she a earth angel | |
Know something whey dem a do yuh head swell | |
Man a line up a dem gate car dem a sell | |
The way dem a move trust me you coulda tell | |
Run through the mob dem and di cartel | |
Hear seh she sleep wid Bobby Castell | |
Di gal a rev out skettel worse Jezebel | |
How much man drown inna di well | |
Verse 4: | |
Well if a gal tek whey har mumma husband | |
Then we know she' s a hoe | |
If a gal sleep wid har best fren man | |
Then di whola wi know she' s a hoe | |
Well if a gal easy fi pluck every man come wuk | |
Then we know she' s a hoe | |
Nuff a dem run outta luck end up wid stomach | |
An now di man naah mine di gut | |
Chorus |
zuò qǔ : Browne, Johnson, Smith | |
Verse 1: | |
Well if a galatek two man inna one night | |
Then we know she' s a hoe | |
If she a clean up di whola di neighborhood | |
Then we know she' s a hoe | |
If she a walk and a sell from hotel to hotel | |
We know she' s a hoe | |
If she a one night stand tek everybody man | |
Man a nutten dat caw wi dun know | |
Chorus: | |
She' s a hoe | |
She' s a hoe | |
She' s a hoe | |
Caan hide again cause everybody know | |
She' s a hoe | |
She' s a hoe | |
Swear seh mi spat har pon di Jerry Springer show | |
She' s a hoe | |
She' s a hoe | |
All a di youth inna di street know | |
Verse 2: | |
Whey she do, boast bout how she get slim and trim | |
Loose twenty pound and naw go a gym | |
Legs easy fi open like clothes pin | |
Sleep wid bum, him dead and dem know wha kill him | |
Gal from youh know yuh nuh shooty shooty | |
An yuhknow seh yuh a nuh goupy | |
All rudies out deh do not be silly an put a rubber pan yuh willy | |
Chorus | |
Verse 3: | |
Whey she do | |
Gwaan like she hot like she a earth angel | |
Know something whey dem a do yuh head swell | |
Man a line up a dem gate car dem a sell | |
The way dem a move trust me you coulda tell | |
Run through the mob dem and di cartel | |
Hear seh she sleep wid Bobby Castell | |
Di gal a rev out skettel worse Jezebel | |
How much man drown inna di well | |
Verse 4: | |
Well if a gal tek whey har mumma husband | |
Then we know she' s a hoe | |
If a gal sleep wid har best fren man | |
Then di whola wi know she' s a hoe | |
Well if a gal easy fi pluck every man come wuk | |
Then we know she' s a hoe | |
Nuff a dem run outta luck end up wid stomach | |
An now di man naah mine di gut | |
Chorus |