Bald Head Hoes lyrics

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' sh*t, 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' sh*t, bald head hoes

Sick and tired of these bald head hoes, ole funky ass hoes
Get my number then stop playin' on my muthaf*ckin' phone
If you like my music bump that sh*t don?t 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 sh*t to us
I rise above the jealousy and then take a vacation
To a place where blue water and sand is half the population

Then 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 court

b*tch get a f*ckin' job, hoe get a f*ckin' crib
Go get yourself some hair implants, better yet a f*ckin' 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' sh*t, 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' sh*t, bald head hoes

I 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
Don?t dress classy but can bang any classy chic
If I want sh*t I'ma, a big n*gg even without the sets
Nappy head b*tch keep your record out my mesh

Hoe you got me f*cked 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 set

So you don?t want me to use a rubber but I heard
You's a freak under cover, they call you Ms. Yeast
Man just f*cked her real name, Wokk Wokk, she's a sl*ter
But it's all good it's the juice man from the north
I got so much cheese I don?t need a hoe
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' sh*t, 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' sh*t, bald head hoes