He’s So Gangsta lyrics

(*talking*)
Uh, I need a bad b*tch bad hoe
Go hard with a n*gga, in the middle the flo'

[Big Pokey]
I need a bad b*tch, bad hoe
Go hard with a n*gga, in the middle the flo'
Ain't complaining, bout her knees so'
Ain't gon leave, till her jeans to'
Five foot fo', dark and thick
Call her b*tch, cause she bark at di*k
When I'm finished with her, then my boy can hit
If not, next time I'ma dodge the chick
I don't, play with hoes
I run through broads, like a change of clothes
Dressed in a fo', top of the line
If you hear my headboard, then I'm knocking her down
If I hit her from the back, I'ma pop her behind
Make it sound off, like a shot from the nine
A peck on the neck, I get her hot as a iron
If she say I went low, better stop her from lying

[Hook]
(he's so gangsta), I need a bad b*tch bad hoe
(he's so gangsta), go hard with a n*gga in the middle the flo'
(he's so gangsta), I need a thick b*tch sexy slim
(he's so gangsta), n*ggas get checked I don't play with them
[Big Pokey]
I'ma pull up in the lot, Beamer or Benz
Jumping out clean, in my skeeto for men
Let the games begin, I'm on Jane and Henn
X-O in my life, so I'm sane again
Hoes in the place, so I got to lay low
Snatch some'ing foreign, get her shots of Cuervo
(where your girl at), I done left the wench
Baby jumped fly, put that hoe on the bench
Past tense, naw I mean
Trying to slide up, in her Prada jeans
Hoes pulling on me, like a slot machine
Plus I got em tripping, on the watch and ring
I need a young stunner, thoroughbred
Pigeon toe, standing on the back of her legs
Buck wild, cause a n*gga back in the FEDs
Liquor got her wired up, attacking her head

[Hook]

[Big Pokey]
This one goes out, to my ladies in the club
My n*ggas outside, on dubs n*gga what
With a sl*t, ready to get up in her guts
Thighs butt, I'm just sizing it up
Young buck, pushing a 2000 truck
DVD, TV deluxe
Pushing through the lot, with my attitude on
n*gga in a zone, trying to take some'ing home
Flipping through my phone, trying to find a date
Gon be hard to do, cause it's kinda late
Out the gate, I'ma flex my weight
If baby drank, I got a extra eight
I'ma feed her steaks, eggs and juice
We gon make the bed shake, like a 70 deuce
Impala, when I hit her she holla
Choke when she swalla, top flo' at the Ramada
[Hook - 4x]