Little Hooker аккорды от
Willie D
Willie D

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Verse 1
G#m
G#m
Hello?
Hey girl, what's up?
Girl, nothing, what's going on?
B
B
Girl, I got something to tell you.
What, girl?
G#m
G#m
You know that bitch named
Kim that called her
Troy?
Oh yeah, yeah, what about her?
B
B
Bitch tried to talk to
Kevin.
G#m
G#m
No!
B
B
G#m
G#m
Called herself her friend and tried
to fuck my man.
B
B
That's mighty funny. I heard the hoes stayed
G#m
G#m
with a bulldagger for three years.
But you ain't got nothing to worry about.
That girl look like she got
Down
B
B
Syndrome anyway.
G#m
G#m
That was a bitch named
B
B
G#m
G#m
Chuck, a .k .a.
Kim
Davis
B
B
She'd do anything to be famous
G#m
G#m
Sucked
B
B
James
G#m
G#m
Dick for a record contract
B
B
And dropped some shit called
C#
C#
Pay back
G#m
G#m
Well, the shit was whack, I got pooped
B
B
And still sittin' in the
White
C#
C#
House, troop
G#m
G#m
B
B
G#m
G#m
Collectin' dust like an old antique
B
B
C#
C#
And everybody's mad at the freak
G#m
G#m
B
B
Who stuck a shot up her
G#m
G#m
ass to be desired
B
B
C#
C#
With no booty to plan backfire
G#m
G#m
You little knock -kneed hoe,
you should head
B
B
Cause you look like one of
C#
C#
Jerry's kids
G#m
G#m
B
B
But you think that you're pretty
G#m
G#m
B
B
19 and you look like you're 50
G#m
G#m
B
B
G#m
G#m
Next time you wanna wear hot shorts
B
B
Get rid of them goddamn
C#
C#
stretch marks
G#m
G#m
B
B
Cause you ain't no looker
C#
C#
G#m
G#m
You little hooker
I said you ain't no looker
B
B
C#
C#
You motherfuckin' little
G#m
G#m
B
B
hooker
G#m
G#m
B
B
C#
C#
G#m
G#m
B
B
You little hooker
G#m
G#m
Use some protection,
B
B
G#m
G#m
and stop giving niggas yeast infections
Put a fan in your pussy,
and give it a break
B
B
Cause it's hotter than a
C#
C#
musket lunch plate
G#m
G#m
And let's get it straight, who's stinky?
B
B
I'm sniffing your pussy with my pinky
G#m
G#m
B
B
G#m
G#m
Oh, what a drag
Transvestite, you can't fight
B
B
Got your ass whooped
C#
C#
B
B
in the club one night
G#m
G#m
B
B
G#m
G#m
But fuck it, some girls mad
B
B
And your motherfuckin'
G#m
G#m
so -called friends ran
And them cheap ass birds
from the swat mark
B
B
That your friend named
G#m
G#m
Tasha mama bought
Cause you wanna be stars,
act like you're large
B
B
C#
C#
Riding around in rental cars
G#m
G#m
I know the story behind the
B
B
Rolex on your wrist
Your breath still smell like dicks
G#m
G#m
B
B
From the trips to all the big fights
G#m
G#m
B
B
Well the tricks get tricked if the
G#m
G#m
B
B
G#m
G#m
B
B
price is right
C#
C#
G#m
G#m
Dumb hoe,
you're stuck your foot in your mouth
B
B
Now the fat lady's
C#
C#
hanging her as s off
G#m
G#m
And it's just lovely
B
B
C#
C#
With all that makeup on, you're still ugly
G#m
G#m
So change your name once more to
So -So
B
B
C#
C#
Cause you ain't choice, hoe
G#m
G#m
But you think you the shit freak
riding around
Houston
B
B
C#
C#
And that beat up ass jeep,
G#m
G#m
B
B
G#m
G#m
so go to hell like the devil do
B
B
Cause you can't fuck
with the fuck with the
G#m
G#m
W
B
B
And don't drag your boy
G#m
G#m
friend into this
B
B
Cause he'll get his ass kicked quick
G#m
G#m
When you get old you have a big gut
B
B
sucking somebody's muck
You sleazy slut,
G#m
G#m
you got all the symptoms
B
B
C#
C#
It's in your blood to fall vic tim
G#m
G#m
Cause your granny was a hoe,
and your mama was a hoe too
B
B
C#
C#
And then came you
G#m
G#m
And if I dug up the
rest of your family roots
B
B
I find nothing but some bitches
G#m
G#m
and prostitutes
B
B
Ahhhhhh
G#m
G#m
Give me that
B
B
Ahhhhhh
Give me that
G#
G#
C#
C#
D#
D#
La da da da stylin' down
G#
G#
Stylin' down, stylin' down
C#
C#
G#m
G#m
La da da da stylin' down
Woooo!
B
B
Cuz I'm pretty good with them things
G#m
G#m
Bitch you forgot I was the
kappa of the kappas
B
B
So when I see ya,
C#
C#
I'mma slap ya
G#m
G#m
B
B
And make you take off them
G#m
G#m
dirty chicks, foo
B
B
That you been havin'
C#
C#
on since middle school
G#m
G#m
I remember when your
pussy was tighter
B
B
Now we're at odds,
C#
C#
so you find yourself a new rider
G#m
G#m
B
B
G#m
G#m
Change your style, frontin' like you classy
B
B
But everybody know you
C#
C#
know your ass is nasty
G#m
G#m
B
B
G#m
G#m
I went to see your show,
it was wack
B
B
Niggas started fightin' cause they
wanted their money back
G#m
G#m
B
B
G#m
G#m
You're not le git, you need to quit
B
B
You couldn't drive flies
to a pile of hard shit
G#m
G#m
B
B
G#m
G#m
Knock your head, bitch, or get your duck sick
B
B
I wouldn't fuck that bitch
with your dick
G#m
G#m
B
B
G#m
G#m
Cause her pussy is stacked with herpes,
B
B
syphilis
G#m
G#m
Next time your ass wanna step
B
B
C#
C#
Come back with a lot of fuckin' help
G#m
G#m
B
B
G#m
G#m
But you still get thrashed,
you're low class
B
B
Lil' snake in the grass,
G#m
G#m
B
B
G#m
G#m
nasty ass
B
B
G#
G#
G#m
G#m
B
B
G#m
G#m
We got the little hooker on tape, now!

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