[Hook: Juicy J, Lil E]
Fuck-fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
Fuck all them-fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
Fuck-fuck-fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
Fuck all them-fuck all them hoes-fuck all them hoes
Fuck all them-fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' fuck you
Fuck all them-fuck-fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' fuck you
Fuck all them-fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' fuck you
Fuck all them-fuck-fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' fuck you

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
Sorry mothafuckas, stupid bitches, y'all can suck my dick
Who gives a fuck about yo' car, or yo' paycheck?
'Cause if I catch you slippin', bitch, I'mma take it
Stalkin' out the streets, like I'm in a fuckin' daze
Thinkin' how the hell am I gonna get paid
As the world goes 'round, another n***a's goin' down
So I mix the Alizé with the E&J and Crown
Never ever in my life have I crossed a true friend
Never ever blamed a n***a on how he made his ends
See a n***a that's weak, don't put him under estimation
That sick bullshit will have ya under investigation
Real n***as don't play in the Tre, they be secret
If you call yourself a killer, then go ahead and be it
If you black and you down, hold yo' nuts and stick together
'Cause I never knew a n***a who said he's gonna live forever
[Hook: Juicy J, Lil E]
Fuck-fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' fuck you
Fuck all them-fuck-fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' fuck you
Fuck all them-fuck-fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' fuck you
Fuck-fuck-fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' fuck you

[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
I don't give a fuck about a fat bitch that wanna talk trash
Listen to the clip, my .380 caps are in ya ass
The hoe got mad 'cause Homicyde dissed her on my tape
Fat hoe talkin' shit; with a broom, you'll get raped
Till yo' own roadies left ya, and came to our clique
Because our clique, is really too mothafuckin' thick
Change ya panties, hoe, I hang with n***as with triggers
Oh my god, I got the family scared to go in the Backyard
There some n***as in my mothafuckin' town
That's gonna get beatdown
Or get a mothafuckin' frown from the Tec-9, clown
I'm tired of groupie hoes playin' on my phone
Or sayin' hoe shit about a n***a after a song
These hoes can't fuck with the [Backyard]
Because the [Backyard is] too mothafuckin' hard on they ass
And don't be barin' a hoe, that act like a bitch
I just say fuck all them hoes that talk that shit
[Hook: Juicy J, Lil E]
Fuck-fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' fuck you
Fuck all them-fuck-fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' fuck you
Fuck all them-fuck-fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' fuck you
Fuck all them-fuck all them-fuck all them hoes who wanna talk that shit
To-to-to all you dirty hoes, I'm sayin' fuck you
Fuck all them-fuck