HO' STORIES
By
Poison Clan
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Intro: Madd BallYo JT check this out right: 'member back in the days niggas was
skippin' shit right you know fuckin' with the hoes and see we used
to kick lil' rhymes and shit hey I want you to some of the SAME
shit man! ...
JT: Uh! One two!
Madd Ball: Take us back in the days I want you to do this one for all
the boys 'round the way you know what I'm sayin'? Same shit 'bout
all those stank bitches.
Verse 1: JT Money
Hey yo, met a hoe named Sonia
Said "Hey, baby doll, let a nigga get on ya!"
She was with it, but one thing -
She had one leg and walked with a cane
I couldn't tell 'cause she was sittin' real pretty
Bug fat ass and some FAT-ass titties +whistles+
When the hoe stood up,
Trying to balance herself, I'm like, What the fuck!?
I was givin' her plenty play
I ain't wanted to be rude, so I fucked the hoe anyway
I only did what I could, +grunting+
'Cept for one thing about it, the pussy was good
I threw that leg to the ceiling,
Long-dicked the hoe, and the bitch started squealing
+"Ahh! Ah! Ah! Ah!"+
Like a dog in pain, then the bitch
Started cummin' and yellin' out my name
+"Ahh, JT!! JT!! JT!!"+
Then she wrapped that leg 'round my waist,
Held me close and said cum in her face
Now you know I was wit' it
Put dick in her mouth, and the silly bitch BIT it!
Damn! I pulled it out quick
+"God damn! Stupid BITCH!+
Now I got teeth-marks 'round my dick
I hit that bitch like a man,
Mad as fuck, swollen dick in my hand
Now I'm in pain, so I
Beat that bitch-ass with her own cane
+imitates beating noises+
Jump
IN MY NATURE
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featuring Angie Griffin* This is the only version heard on the 12" so it may or may
not be the same track as "The Best of JT Money & the Poison Clan"
DRUGZ: Yo Debonaire there's that girl you tried to talk to!
DEB: Word!
DRUGZ: Hey yo baby c'mere yo why you tryin' to front on my man
Debonaire?
ANGIE: Debonaire?
DRUGZ: Yeah.
ANGIE: Uh uh. All the girls tell me that he's no good.
DRUGZ: Oh, aaight, I ain't gon' argue, but yo, wussup with me? My name is
Drugz!
ANGIE: Look, all you Poison Clan brothers are no good.
Verse 1: Debonaire
Debonaire's bad and so I'm called the Devil's Dad
I kick the funky stuff because I'm rough, and I'ma add
That, girls, I cold leave 'em, I totally deceive 'em
I soothe and then relieve 'em, and then you best believe I'm,
Outie-5000, and I find another bitty
They tell me it's a pity, I want to get the whole city
Girl, so don't you be shocked, you best to get set
Women say I'm sick, but ask me have I seen a vet yet?
Naw, I just keep on, I keep hoe-in'
I keep goin' nowhere and, I can't stop and so in
About a two year period I think I'll put Jim in,
Wait up, lemme see, well, about a hunderd women
(Damn!) Because of that, lots of women wanna hate ya
But I'm sayin', yo, it's in my nature!
Chorus: Angie
According to the Poison Clan, you can never trust a man
I know a man would fool around, but I still can't understand
Verse 2: JT Money
Lovin' and leavin', that's what I believe in
Yo! I only think about me when I'm skeezin'
So, women get mad and call me everything
JERI CURL
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[repeated riff from the Beatles' "Do You Want To Know A Secret?"]Verse 1: JT Money
Bitches with jericurls I can't stand
Now this is comin' straight from the Money Man
I used to fuck this hoe now I hate her
Wherever she went she left Activator
I mean her neck was so greasy and black
The mom even had to talk behind her back
And when the boys heard about the sis
They said "Yo I'ma tell you like this:
If the girl sits on your couch,
Be prepared to get the stain out."
But I forgot, and that was it
And when she did the shit, mom had a fit
And was askin' me where I found her
Sayin' don't bring another around her
But even now, as long as it's been,
She'll check the hair before lettin' 'em in
Verse 2: Debonaire
Jericurls I hate - it'll make
A bitch get dissed on a blind date
While walkin' out on her. I wouldn't
Put a bitch like that on the corner
I hate it with a passion, 'cause, number
One, it's a fucked-up fashion
Believe I've seen enough, and what's rough,
The hoes wanna meet us, but I ain't with it
A jeri-bitch? She can forget it!
Every time you with her, kiss
On her neck and her tit'll taste bitter
Plus it got a nasty smell; some sayin' I-double-L
Them hoes can forget it, because
Debonaire: I ain't with it
Verse 3: JT Money
Jericurls I've seen enough of
Believe me, I don't know what's rougher
When your car seems greasy, or
When because some lazy-ass whore
Gets too lazy to do us shit
So the bitch goes out and gets
That jericurl, me in her wallet
If she comes around me, a
ACTION (MIKE FRESH NASTY MIX)
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Intro:[Rasta verse by Likkle Wicked;
most of his verse is indistinct]
Now rudeboy JT from Poison Clan
come in wit dem lyrics and kill the gangstas!!
JT: Ahem! Hello everybody this JT Money the Bitchizer...
Verse 1: JT Money
Yo I can get fly like a plane and then wreck shit
Stomp on Compton and flex through the exit
Uhh rainin' on punks like a cloud
Punks get devoured 'cause no punks are allowed!
So step up if you think your shit's strong
But be prepared to get your whole crew flipped on
'Cause I flip niggas like coins
And once I get gone I'm in they ass like hem'rhoids!
Niggas get done, but then so many try
To be like JT motherfuckin' M-O-N-E-Y
I get busy like 5pm traffic
Punks get they ass kicked when shit gets drastic
Uhh, niggas don't want none of me, see
When I get hot, I burn they ass like VD
I stay hard like Capn' Crunch, suckas get capped
And crunched, or dissed if you're rappin', punk
Most of y'all can't understand me
You'll probably say "That nigga that can't be from Miami!"
I hate punks with a passion
Hey yo, hoe, tell them niggas what I want!
Chorus (4x)
[I want action] MURDER!! MURDER!!
Verse 2: Uzi
Lights, camera, action, it's on
Uzi is the brother on the mike, word is bond
I'm talkin' to all the fallin' niggas, the kinda creep niggas
Step up and get beat, niggas!
'Cause if you try the PC, it gets fucked up
We always strapped with the gat, so just shut up
And if I pull, you better pray 'cause you is dead, black
Test me out and you'll see just where my heart's at
That's how it is, fuck you
DANCE ALL NITE
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Verse 1: DebonaireBust a move you gots to get smooth
Get on the floor to the Poison groove
It's the Clan with another one
To make y'all dance just like the other one
You gots to get loose
Leanin' on the wall what's the use?
To a groove so smooth and outta sight?
Get on the floor and dance all night!
Verse 2: JT Money
It's a dance tune by the PC
That's the Poison Clan and we
Came to the party to make y'all move
So just get down to the Poison groove
And groove with the Poison Clan
'Cause if you came to sit, make a change of plans
And do what's only right
Just get on the floor and dance all night
Verse 3: Debonaire
All you see is grins
People movin' away from the bass bins
'Cause of that bottom
Most of you even scared to stand by them
Well here's a taste
Straight from the studio known for the Ghetto Bass
Made to invite, no sittin' down,
So get up and dance all night!
Verse 4: JT Money
Now dance ... 'cause I said so
Bust a move and go with the flow
It's the Clan, with a hyped-up dub
Poison boys takin' over the club
Whether dancin' or sittin'
It'll make you move 'cause it's definitely hittin'
And outta sight; just get on the floor y'all,
And dance all night!
PUT SHIT PASS NO HO
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Intro: JT MoneyYeahhhh wussup! It's that nigga! Uh! Nine Three!
Catch a record once again on them hoes!
Sendin' this one to all the negroes! Niggas with hoe problems ...
Niggas yo niggas is down over hoes! Shit is real!
Hoes ain't worth it money grip!
No bullshit 'bout them hoes them hoes is SLAMMIN'!
But I ain't got no problem with hoes
see my problem's with niggas! You niggas MAKE hoes like this!
That's why - yo, fuck that! Yo, check it out ...
Verse 1: JT Money
Check it, I make the hoes get butt-ass naked
Every time I wreck shit on a fuckin' record
But listen as I drop it 'bout today's topic
Soft-flow pussy-creep niggas need to stop it!
Wanna shoot another nigga 'bout a hoe
Just 'cause he fuck, nigga, let that bitch go
Now tell her how many niggas fuck before him
Guess you wanna grab a gat and go and try to show them
I ain't think so, not 'bout a stank hoe
Who like to fuck 'round head, tryin' to gain flow?
It's the '90s, you niggas better wake up
A lot of hoes out there's out to take stuff
Now this is not a record 'bout dissin' women
But all women got a little rob-and-givers in 'em
See, all them hoes wanna do is spend flow
With they friends and go dippin' in the Benz-o
Through the 'hood but you just couldn't figure
Your best hoe fuckin' 'round with some other nigga
Now you wanna clean your gun I'm gon' to
But that bitch gon' fuck who she want to!
So to keep that shit on the down low,
My nigga, put shit past no hoe!
Big Ram:
Yeah, don't put shit past NONE of them slimy-ass bitches!
Chorus (4x): JT Money
Put shit p