Lil' Wyte - Bald Head Hoes (feat. DJ Paul & Juicy J.) 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**, 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**, bald head hoes Sick and tired of these bald head hoes, ole funky a** hoes Get my number then stop playin' on my muthaf**in' phone If you like my music bump that sh** 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** 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**h get a f**in' job, hoe get a f**in' crib Go get yourself some hair implants, better yet a f**in' 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**, 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**, 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 cla**y but can bang any cla**y chic If I want sh** I'ma, a big n** even without the sets Nappy head b**h keep your record out my mesh Hoe you got me f**ed 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**ed her real name, Wokk Wokk, she's a s*uter 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**, 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**, bald head hoes