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Toes Out (feat. King Louie) Lyrics


Queen Key Toes Out (feat. King Louie)

[Intro: Queen Key]
Queen, Queen shit bitch

[Chorus: Queen Key]
Hoes out, toes out
Hoes out, toes out
Hoes out, toes out
Hoes out, toes out
Probably at yo' ho house
Probably in yo' ho mouth
Probably at yo' ho house
P-p-probably in yo' whole mouth, bitch
Hoes out, toes out
Hoes out, toes out

[Verse 1: King Louie & Queen Key]
Chillin' at your hoe house with my toes out
And I don't really have my toes out
But we had to talk the other day, and she said tony this is your house
Now I'm chillin' with the boys now, havin' company, I'm showin' out
I'm feelin' in control now, hey, I give the kids chores now
Go to your room, I'm the uncle to your kids
I got shit in the fridge, I romance with your bitch, ooh
I got keys to the crib and this ain't where I live and my mail coming here
Your baby daddies is some goofies, pullin' up in them hoopties, why you nail one of them?
If your Vicky was a secret and it wasn't hard to keep it, why'd you tell one of them?
Jody ass nigga think he me, beat a nigga ass like Pee
Fuck a nigga mama, Melvin
(Queen shit), on this bitch with King
I-I f..cked your bitch in my slippers, I don't take'em with her but she get the picture
She is not stingy, she's very friendly, so I f..cked her sister
[Chorus: Queen Key]
Hoes out, toes out
Hoes out, toes out
Hoes out, toes out
Hoes out, toes out
Probably at yo' ho house
Probably in yo' ho mouth
Probably at yo' ho house
P-p-probably in yo' whole mouth, bitch
Hoes out, toes out
Hoes out, toes out

[Verse 2: Queen Key]
Hoes out, toes out, white polish on my toes now
I don't give a f..ck about shit nigga, I'll call the bros now
Yeah, bitch been cold, but bitch I'm froze now
Yeah, these hoes been hatin' but bitch be smooth, bitch slow down bitch
Bitch, I'm a pro now, bitch I'm a pro now (Queen)
Yeah, your nigga is a whole clown
Yeah, and I make a ho drown
Yeah, make a nigga go down
Yeah, I don't give a f..ck about shit nigga
And I think I need me a big nigga (ayy)
But I'm scared of fat stomach, thick niggas (oh my god)
Nigga, I'ma bull, you a pit nigga
This fat ass bitch think she me, bitch you can never be Key
Shorty, I just want the D, then I'ma let his ass flee
[Chorus: Queen Key]
Hoes out, toes out
Hoes out, toes out
Hoes out, toes out
Hoes out, toes out
Probably at yo' ho house
Probably in yo' ho mouth
Probably at yo' ho house
P-p-probably in yo' whole mouth, bitch
Hoes out, toes out
Hoes out, toes out


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