Wh*re Quotes
If I got a hickey I’d tell my parents I burnt myself with a curling iron. I do it all the time. Maybe that’s why sluts curl their hair
Fake from head to toe. Nasty ass b*tch known as a ho. Thinks she’s getting the men ’cause she opens those legs. It’s like hmm, no. This ain’t a fuckin strip show.
Girl, back off and take a nice, long shower because you are one dirty ass ho!
“What a beautiful wedding,” says the bridesmaid to the waiter. “Oh, yes. But what a shame. What a shame the poor groom’s bride is a wh*re!”
I Write Sins, Not Tragedies by Panic! At The Disco Lyric
Go ahead. Keep talking about me. But yeah, anyway… how’s life down on your knees?
A wh*re is like a bowling ball. She gets picked up, fingered, thrown in the gutter, and then comes back for more.
Got my mind right. I don’t need little hoes to follow ’cause their question of the day is, “Hm, should I spit or swallow?”
Ask yourself this question – if you weren’t a wh*re would he still like you? I think not.
Hoes are like vacuums – they suck, blow, and get laid wherever there’s room.
Hoes should be called Humpty Dumpty. First they get humped and then they get dumped.