Magic Joe
Big booty hoes -- up wit it!
Hoochie mamas -- up wit it!
Let me see ya touch the ground!
Verse 1: [Brother Marquis]
I don't know my reputation
But all the niggas in the hood say it's all good
But the bitch ain't shit, so you need to make a switch
Smackin' on ya lips with your hands on your hips
Triflin' slimy, don't try me
Playin' on the phone? You supposed to be grown
Bitch, stop lyin', I ain't with it
Keep runnin' ya mouth and I'ma stick my dick in it
Hoochie hoodrat needs home training
Ghetto-ass always complaining
Tryin
Harder That Your Husband
We must say good bye
there's no need for you to cry
it's better that I tell you this tonight
our affair has been quite heated
you thought I was what you needed
but the time has come my darlin
to set things right
Chorus
I'll be harder than your husband
to get along with
Harder than your husband
every night
I'll be harder than your husband
Harder than your husband
and I don't want our love affair to end with a fight
you've been like a little angel
and I appreciate the warmth of your embrace
well, the world don't need to know how I adore you
but the time has come my darlin
to tell you this face to face
Chorus
and so it's adios, adios
my little darlin
keep that hanky that I gave you when you cry
there are things that trouble me
and I'm sure that you must see
that it breaks my heart the same as yours
when we say goodbye
Harder than your husband
Harder than your
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Harder than your husband
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Harder than your husband
Harder than your
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Harder than your husband
Harder than your
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