That Ho3

Girl you this all wrong
I'm not the reason that you're pissed off
It be yo' girls whispering in your ears
Saying lotta shit about me
Thats
Just not true my dear
I hope you don't fall for that shit
Leave that bitch right there
Come hang out with your nigga

Baby, I don't like that hoe
So you gotta make sure
That you keep that bitch on lock
Baby, I don't like that hoe
Ooh, I don't trust her
And I, I, I
Baby, I don't like that hoe

She's been talkin' on the phone for hours
Probably with that girl on the phone again
Talkin' shit about me
Check how she looking at me
I'm about to die
Coz this bitch can't mind her business

Baby, I Don't Like That Hoe



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Writer(s): Edwin Jackson
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