Bald Head Hoes

Bald head hoes, I see some bald head hoes

Every where I go I see some bald head hoes

Bald head hoes, I see some bald head hoes

Gossipin', talkin' shit, bald head hoesBald head hoes, I see some bald head hoes

Every where I go I see some bald head hoes

Bald head hoes, I see some bald head hoes

Gossipin', talkin' shit, bald head hoesSick and tired of these bald head hoes, ole funky ass hoes

Get my number then stop playin' on my muthafuckin' phone

If you like my music bump that shit dont try to get in my business

Keep my name up out yo topics if they involved in gossipin'I got my own life, most of y'all news is rumors

Tryin' to get me and my girl in a mix but y'all can't do shit to us

I rise above the jealousy and then take a vacation

To a place where blue water and sand is half the populationThen come back and have to hear it all over again

But that's okay the studio's here and plus I got my pen

Back to bald headed hoes, that is the way it goes

To the ones that wear the same outfit every time they go to courtBitch get a fuckin' job, hoe get a fuckin' crib

Go get yourself some hair implants, better yet a fuckin' wig

They need some life straightnin', they keep procrastinatin'

Maybe Dr. Phill should do a show on bald headed hoes that's hatin'Bald head hoes, I see some bald head hoes

Every where I go I see some bald head hoes

Bald head hoes, I see some bald head hoes

Gossipin', talkin' shit, bald head hoesBald head hoes, I see some bald head hoes

Every where I go I see some bald head hoes

Bald head hoes, I see some bald head hoes

Gossipin', talkin' shit, bald head hoesI gotta get my hair done at the spot

'Cuz I can't be walkin' up in no beauty shop

Them hoes be in there talkin' all that goss

'Bout all the hoes and the cars they heard I got'Cuz see I'ma low key man to begin with

Dont dress classy but can bang any classy chic

If I want shit I'ma, a big nigg even without the sets

Nappy head bitch keep your record out my meshHoe you got me fucked up askin' foe a check

I need to call Terminex, I think I got a pest

I need to tote a bigger gun and probably wear a vest

To fight off all these gold diggin' gobbers on the setSo you dont want me to use a rubber but I heard

You's a freak under cover, they call you Ms. Yeast

Man just fucked her real name, Wokk Wokk, she's a sluter

But it's all good it's the juice man from the north

I got so much cheese I dont need a hoeBald head hoes, I see some bald head hoes

Every where I go I see some bald head hoes

Bald head hoes, I see some bald head hoes

Gossipin', talkin' shit, bald head hoesBald head hoes, I see some bald head hoes

Every where I go I see some bald head hoes

Bald head hoes, I see some bald head hoes

Gossipin', talkin' shit, bald head hoes