Eddie Bones - Super Hoe lyrics

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Eddie Bones - Super Hoe lyrics

* remake of the song by Boogie Down Productions Its like you know what I'm sayin huh huh Yo E (uh huh) I really knocked the boots on them two big bu*t females last night Im on my way to ??? to find two more Know what I'm sayin Word (Refrain) Charlie Bawles had em all.....he is a superhoe Eddie Bones had em all........he is a superhoe Charlie Bawles had em all.....he is a superhoe Eddie Bones had em all........he is a superhoe Yo yo, yo I rock it like Herbie Hanco*k did I got chicks to let me knock it between your titties like a locket Wanna talk sh**, better turn around and walk quick You know I got sh** that burns broad like its toxic Chemical spills man this is still sk**s and ill feels Broads on pills spills on grills and ?? Go up and down the spine, flip over when it's poundin time And if the a** is round its mine, get me drunk I'm bound to shine In astounding time, clownin time If the p**y stinks like the flounder kind After me your drowning, im a skins wreckin Lips stretchin with the rear dressed On the kitchen sink, stickin pink ??? in midsections Checks in the place on pops and barley Ill probally be beatin up the beaver like walley Later on when I be skatin on like the red wings Into head and wet things, trying to break your bed springs Check swings and episode, the real name, never told, never known Probally wreck your flow being respectatble, so no info Pimpin pros keep it simple, hoes, ???, and nymphos Bros chase a** and dimples yo None of that my thunderclap keeps em coming back Once Im done with that, reach in your pocket, take my number back Cause Im a tramp, tramp, whatcha call me...haha Champ, champ whatcha call me yo (x1) (Refrain) I freak nasty, bone moanin like Naster P, this sh**s ????? You dont wanna go after me, I smash a** rapidly Whip you with your belt and chastity, your no match for me So I pa** to E When the topic is s**, the softer the breast The harder Im gonna knock it when it's off the dress Right on top of the desk, she droppin a sweat Quite often I keep it rockin, till she stopped in her breath And when Im brought to the test its guaranteed or your money back If you really want your honey back Bring a money sack, its funny black Girls send me letters in stacks But forget bout Will Smith, cause I look better in black And I sound better on track So bob your head to the fact And jada I saranade her take a sweater and slacks Put her head on the mat, pumpin lead from the back Til it's early, man your girly and she said I'm the mack Like greg with the third leg, you know I get down Puttin flava in ya ear fo the whole year round Yea the first time I hit it she called me the champ But now that I ain't committed yea she said I'm a tramp Cause I'm a... (x1) (Refrain) (x2) Remember you are what you are And remember I am what I am And remember to let us into your skin Id rather busta nut then busta cap Yo I wet the rubber, freakin broads like Heather Hunter Get the number, let ya slumber, catch a hummer, then I dump ya And wonder why honeys like you be gettin vets Then you step to the next With Charlie Bawles s** the best Your blessed with one night hope you livin it up Cause life a short flight all ya gettin is nuts Ain't no presents or gifts when ya get with the Skitz Checkmark stretchin your lips, then I'm jettin with Chris Cause yo (x1) (Refrain) Su-per-hoeeeeeee Charlie Bawles Eddie Bones