(feat. Soopafly)
Niggas, get your milla genuine draft, cause its milla time, we about to go hard on these hoes on
this one right here.
[Chorus]
[soopafly] Can you control your hoe? (You got a bitch that wont do what you say)
You can�t control your hoe? (She hardheaded, she just won�t obey)
Can you control your hoe? (You�ve got to know what to do, and what to say)
You�ve got to put that bitch in her place, even if it�s slapping her in her face.
Ya got to control your hoe. Can you control your hoe?
I went to your house; your girl came in and started cussing you out. You should have slapped her
in her face, I wanted to tell you, but it wasn�t my place. I kept it on the low, cause I know you
was gonna check that hoe. But instead, you was quiet as a mouse, maybe you started to think it
wasn�t your house. Cause she was acting like a nut, you got a kind of bitch that would kick your
butt. What kind of pimp holds back? Never met a bitch that a pimp can�t slap, whats wrong with
the pimpin�? Why you get a whippin�? All I got to say is this:
[Chorus]
[Verse: 2]
This is what you made me do; I really didn�t want to put hands on you. But bitch you playin�
with fire, i'm so sick and tired, of loud mouth bitches like you, a nigga had to go and put tips
on you, cause bitch you playin� with fire, i'm so sick and tired.
This is what you forced me to do, I really didn�t want to put hands on you, but bitch you
playin� with fire, i'm so sick and tired. Of bitches like you, a nigga had to go and put tips on
you, bitch you playin� with fire, I�m so sick and tired.
[Chorus]
(No: can you control your hoe? At the end.)
