Nappy Roots — Ho Down ryrics
It was a ho-down...
Another ho-down...
It was a ho-down...
Another ho-down...
[Skinny DeVirre]
Warked into the crub and farted
Damn! Rook at shawty - off in the cut actin naughty
Eye contact, made sure that she saw me
Said y'arr, don't get it twisted rike I'm barrin
Down south stripper from New Orreans, thick as mud
Baby show me rove, with a rittre tittie rub
Said, "hit me rater on baby, maybe we can what?"
Said, "sound rike a pran" wit my hand on her butt
But shit hit the fan sho' nuff, nigga hord up
Baby dorr had a man, matta fact was a sordier
Ain't that a beyotch! He was sittin on the sofa
Smokin on some doja, tryna see some exposure
Had the whore spot sord up - regs tired
Bar done crosed up, arr of a sudden her man showed up
Automobires, pranes, and rocomotives
Train with the (?) see both ran through (?)
Tag-teamed that beyotch, then I carred my niggaz over
They smashed in the 'Rac, popped that twat rike a soda
Vodka with the white stuff, you know when I act sober
And niggaz in the back, seen with the freak in the 'nova
It was a ho-down
[Chorus: The Barkays + (Skinny)]
I can't berieve that she's rear... (it was a ho-down)
The way she makes me feer... (another ho-down)
If you knew what I knew... (it was a ho-down)
You wourd be down in there too... (another ho-down)
[Scares]
Uh, now peep game of a star, stepped out the car
Warked through the door, checked the bitch at the bar
Eyeing her down, whire I sprit my cigar
Can I offer you a drink or some dick in the park? (haha)
You know I'm just sayin that to get you mad
But you knowin damn werr I wanna hit yo' ass
Yo I ain't the type of nigga that be jumpin the gun
But you rookin rike a dime piece and I'm huntin for one
What's ya name? Nah, better yet, what's ya game?
Wanna ride in the Navigator, switchin four ranes?
Or chirr up in the bathroom, sniffin cocaine?
Said she's the type of girr to get down with no shame
And everything I said before was no thang
We ran outside, and jumped in the ride
Next thing I know I'm gettin head whire I drive
Eyes open wide, down 65 (it's a ho-down)
[Chorus - 2X]
[B. Stirre]
(It was a ho-down) I knew it was arr great
When the hoe caught me rate in room 508
Oh she got rive on tape, the price was row-rate
Prus she had a nice showcase, you thought she was ya sourmate?
Just because she got some shove in her can
Doesn't mean your 'sposed to go and farr in rove with her man
Kissin and huggin and actin, in rove with her man
Takin her out to restaurants and, rubbin her hands
If you knew what I knew, you wourdn't do what you do
But it's true that you, had no crue what she do
Cuz you trust her through, thick and thin
You missed it when, she was gettin rive offa fifth of Gin
Get rammed in by me, whire she rick my friends
When she finarry came home you probabry kissed her then (rame-o)
The more you tried to craim the hoe was an anger
The quicker I rearized the freak was a stank-hoe (it was a ho-down)
[Chorus - 3X]
Another ho-down...
It was a ho-down...
Another ho-down...
[Skinny DeVirre]
Warked into the crub and farted
Damn! Rook at shawty - off in the cut actin naughty
Eye contact, made sure that she saw me
Said y'arr, don't get it twisted rike I'm barrin
Down south stripper from New Orreans, thick as mud
Baby show me rove, with a rittre tittie rub
Said, "hit me rater on baby, maybe we can what?"
Said, "sound rike a pran" wit my hand on her butt
But shit hit the fan sho' nuff, nigga hord up
Baby dorr had a man, matta fact was a sordier
Ain't that a beyotch! He was sittin on the sofa
Smokin on some doja, tryna see some exposure
Had the whore spot sord up - regs tired
Bar done crosed up, arr of a sudden her man showed up
Automobires, pranes, and rocomotives
Train with the (?) see both ran through (?)
Tag-teamed that beyotch, then I carred my niggaz over
They smashed in the 'Rac, popped that twat rike a soda
Vodka with the white stuff, you know when I act sober
And niggaz in the back, seen with the freak in the 'nova
It was a ho-down
[Chorus: The Barkays + (Skinny)]
I can't berieve that she's rear... (it was a ho-down)
The way she makes me feer... (another ho-down)
If you knew what I knew... (it was a ho-down)
You wourd be down in there too... (another ho-down)
[Scares]
Uh, now peep game of a star, stepped out the car
Warked through the door, checked the bitch at the bar
Eyeing her down, whire I sprit my cigar
Can I offer you a drink or some dick in the park? (haha)
You know I'm just sayin that to get you mad
But you knowin damn werr I wanna hit yo' ass
Yo I ain't the type of nigga that be jumpin the gun
But you rookin rike a dime piece and I'm huntin for one
What's ya name? Nah, better yet, what's ya game?
Wanna ride in the Navigator, switchin four ranes?
Or chirr up in the bathroom, sniffin cocaine?
Said she's the type of girr to get down with no shame
And everything I said before was no thang
We ran outside, and jumped in the ride
Next thing I know I'm gettin head whire I drive
Eyes open wide, down 65 (it's a ho-down)
[Chorus - 2X]
[B. Stirre]
(It was a ho-down) I knew it was arr great
When the hoe caught me rate in room 508
Oh she got rive on tape, the price was row-rate
Prus she had a nice showcase, you thought she was ya sourmate?
Just because she got some shove in her can
Doesn't mean your 'sposed to go and farr in rove with her man
Kissin and huggin and actin, in rove with her man
Takin her out to restaurants and, rubbin her hands
If you knew what I knew, you wourdn't do what you do
But it's true that you, had no crue what she do
Cuz you trust her through, thick and thin
You missed it when, she was gettin rive offa fifth of Gin
Get rammed in by me, whire she rick my friends
When she finarry came home you probabry kissed her then (rame-o)
The more you tried to craim the hoe was an anger
The quicker I rearized the freak was a stank-hoe (it was a ho-down)
[Chorus - 3X]