Garden Tool

[Hook]

You don't take a H-O in U-S-E
Uh to be your W-I-F-E
Man I hate to sound cruel, but you know it's a fool
Nigga you can't fall in love with a garden tool

[Verse 1]
He got her number, But if he call, that's on her
You can't be her captain, savior, chaperone, chauffeur
Kevin Costner bodyguard, lil broad
Keeping niggas out her mind, jaws, draws, Let her loan her heart

Jack Bauer 24-hour around the clock
USP gun power keep the cock on lock
Stop. Hang up your suit, dawg, retire your cape
I got 20-to-1 odds that she gon' prison break

See you can't always be around your broad
Scared to go to work, thinkin niggas lurkin trying to down your broad
Paranoid even checkin' your boy, cause she walk around
Skin-tight clothes with no panties or bras - Pause

For a sеcond, take a look in the mirror
Ain't nothing wrong with that hoe, it's somеthing wrong with you nigga
She just doin what come natural cause actually, homie
You're super stupid trying to take her hand in matrimony

But I kind of feel sorry that you haven't been taught
That a disobedient hoe's days are cut short
You can keep a hoe that won't play her part, that old horse
Is ready for the glue factory of course, but your choice

Is for a bitch that'll clown and a bitch that talk loud
You know the type creating a scene, creating the crowd
You know the type that like to pick a fight and then call the laws
(Call the laws? Naw...)

[Hook]

You don't take a H-O in U-S-E
Uh to be your W-I-F-E
Man I hate to sound cruel, but you know it's a fool
Nigga you can't fall in love with a garden tool

[Verse 2]

She keep a fresh set of nails, weave; bitch stays bopped up
Word around town you done got the broad knocked up
And that's fucked up, cause remember when you was locked up
In the P for 'em, she was giving that funky cock up

Out of both draws legs and that's sad
Cause you was only gone a day and a half, why you keep layin in trash?
And every time you come around, they look away and they laugh
Don't wanna tell you cause they say you'll get mad, but fuck that

I'm your partner man, I got to tell ya, Don't be no fool
Nigga you can't fall in love with no garden tool
And on the cool, You can't come inside my place with that hoe
Look out bro, you trippin, droppin dirt on my floor

You got to go, so get your hoe and hit the do'
You ain't got to go home, but nigga you gots to leave here for sho'
Cause every time we go place, y'all fuck up our plans
You come draggin this hoe along with her list of demands

Even my hoes don't try to do what your bitch feel like she can
I'm like who the fuck is this bitch, in our chain of command?
Maybe one day in the future, this'll all be the past
Hopefully then we can sit back and laugh, but until then?

[Hook]

You don't take a H-O in U-S-E
Uh to be your W-I-F-E
Man I hate to sound cruel, but you know it's a fool
Nigga you can't fall in love with a garden tool