Hookers

They think they look good, yeah, they think they look fine Hookers on the corner selling coochie for a dime They lean into cars with their breasts hanging out Talk to their tricks in a soft baby pout What's up baby do you like what you see It's all yours but you know it ain't for free Gotta get em high so they can scream and holler When it's all over wasn't worth a dollar A hooker ain't picky she'll do it anywhere Wipe off her coochie tuck the twenty in her hair She's all about business when it comes to making money Give it all away to the pimp who calls her honey Then they get old and the crack rocks got em And who wants a ho with no breasts and no bottom