NAPPY ROOTS - Ho Down lyrics

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    "Ho Down"(feat. The Barkays)
    It was a ho-down...
    Another ho-down...
    It was a ho-down...
    Another ho-down...
    
    [Skinny DeVille]
    Walked into the club and farted
    Damn! Look at shawty - off in the cut actin naughty
    Eye contact, made sure that she saw me
    Said y'all, don't get it twisted like I'm ballin
    Down south stripper from New Orleans, thick as mud
    Baby show me love, with a little tittie rub
    Said, "hit me later on baby, maybe we can what?"
    Said, "sound like a plan" wit my hand on her butt
    But shit hit the fan sho' nuff, nigga hold up
    Baby doll had a man, matta fact was a soldier
    Ain't that a beyotch! He was sittin on the sofa
    Smokin on some doja, tryna see some exposure
    Had the whole spot sold up - legs tired
    Bar done closed up, all of a sudden her man showed up
    Automobiles, planes, and locomotives
    Train with the (?) see both ran through (?)
    Tag-teamed that beyotch, then I called my niggaz over
    They smashed in the 'Lac, popped that twat like 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 believe that she's real... (it was a ho-down)
    The way she makes me feel... (another ho-down)
    If you knew what I knew... (it was a ho-down)
    You would be down in there too... (another ho-down)
    
    [Scales]
    Uh, now peep game of a star, stepped out the car
    Walked through the door, checked the bitch at the bar
    Eyeing her down, while I split 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 well I wanna hit yo' ass
    Yo I ain't the type of nigga that be jumpin the gun
    But you lookin like 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 lanes?
    Or chill up in the bathroom, sniffin cocaine?
    Said she's the type of girl 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 while I drive
    Eyes open wide, down 65 (it's a ho-down)
    
    [Chorus - 2X]
    
    [B. Stille]
    (It was a ho-down) I knew it was all great
    When the hoe caught me late in room 508
    Oh she got live on tape, the price was low-rate
    Plus she had a nice showcase, you thought she was ya soulmate?
    Just because she got some shove in her can
    Doesn't mean your 'sposed to go and fall in love with her man
    Kissin and huggin and actin, in love with her man
    Takin her out to restaurants and, rubbin her hands
    If you knew what I knew, you wouldn't do what you do
    But it's true that you, had no clue what she do
    Cuz you trust her through, thick and thin
    You missed it when, she was gettin live offa fifth of Gin
    Get rammed in by me, while she lick my friends
    When she finally came home you probably kissed her then (lame-o)
    The more you tried to claim the hoe was an angel
    The quicker I realized the freak was a stank-hoe (it was a ho-down)
    
    [Chorus - 3X]

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