Let them hoes fight!
stop stressin' on me for the attention
Let them hoes fight!
you're excused, you're no competition

Let them hoes fight!
stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
Let them hoes fight!
hold up, bitch, I could stomp your face in

I was looking hella good when I stepped up in the club
She was jockin' on my Gucci 'coz her boyfriend want my cookies

She just keep on lookin' back, I keep throwin' her the bird
I'm about to walk away-- I don't care what you heard

Watch me, watch me swing my weave
I'm gon', I'm gon' fix my lip gloss
I'm gon' stunt on them hoes, with my hands up on my hip bones singin':

Jealous bitches, jealous bitches
Don't hate me, don't hate me

Let them hoes fight!
stop stressin' on me for the attention
Let them hoes fight!
you're excused, you're no competition

Let them hoes fight!
stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
Let them hoes fight!
hold up, bitch, I could stomp your face in

Let them hoes fight!
stop stressin' on me for the attention
Let them hoes fight!
you're excused, you're no competition

Let them hoes fight!
stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
Let them hoes fight!
hold up, bitch, I could stomp your face in

He keep givin' me the look like he wanna make me holla'
I feel like I'm in the club 'coz he throwin' me them dollars

He keep sendin' me these drinks 'coz you lookin' like his grandma
I got enough big baby here without all this stress and drama

Watch me, watch me swing my weave
I'm gon', I'm gon' fix my lip gloss
I'm gon' stunt on them hoes with my hands up on my hip bones singin'

Jealous bitches, jealous bitches
Don't hate me, don't hate me

Let them hoes fight!
stop stressin' on me for the attention
Let them hoes fight!
you're excused, you're no competition

Let them hoes fight!
stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
Let them hoes fight!
hold up, bitch, I could stomp your face in

Man, man, look at this!
Man, man, look at this!
these hoes fightin' in the streets,
these hoes fightin' in the streets!

Man, man, look at this!
Man, man, look at this!
these hoes fightin', fightin',
these hoes fightin' in the streets!

Baby boy, Imma give you a warn
All of these hoes fightin' it off,
All of these bitches is pissin' me off

Let them hoes fight!
stop stressin' on me for the attention
Let them hoes fight!
you're excused, you're no competition

Let them hoes fight!
stop comin' at me, guns are a blazin'
Let them hoes fight!
hold up, bitch, I could stomp your face in

Let them hoes fight!
I bet you won't smack a bitch
I bet you won't wreck a bitch
I bet you won't smack a bitch
I bet you won't wreck a bitch

One more time...


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    General CommentThis song is actually by Trina, featuring Lady Gaga. Haven't had a chance to listen to it yet, although I am a fan of both Gaga and Trina. I'm sure it's good. =))
    brittneyxblisson July 14, 2010   Link
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    General CommentHaha best lyric ever: "Watch me watch me swing my weave/I'm gon I'm gon fix my lip gloss"
    nelson14on September 28, 2010   Link

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