Lyrics: Digital Underground. Body-Hat Syndrome. Holly Wantstaho.

What a wonderful
What a wonderful
What a wonderful
What a wonder ho
What a wonder ho

Why she wanna ho?
What a wonderful, what a wonder ho
Why she wanna ho? I'll tell you why
What a wonderful way to go out, ho

I know a girl named Holly, I'm tellin' she's sinkin'
Thinkin' about sellin' that body
Contemplatin' rollin' up the stroll like a trolley
Wants fast money like Three Card Molly

Oh, look now, here comes Holly
Look at that smile, look at that body
Look at those eyes, Holly's real fly
Holly's real smart, Holly's real pretty

Holly got flavor but she's got no pride
Holly wants to hide in the corner of the city
Holly ain't sick, Holly ain't crazy
Ain't got it bad, the ho's just lazy

Now she's lookin' into hookin'
Quick money on her back so the ho can live fat
Holly thinks that's where it's at

But curiosity is gonna kill that cat
Born with a gift, think she'll ever use it
Hell no, 'cause Holly wants to ho

If that ho don't stop, it that ho don't stop

Holly likes to ho and use dildos as long as my bills grow
I'm not trippin', she be dippin' in wallets, all it's
Gonna get is me rich, I tried to dis the bitch
But she slits her wrists every time, she said
"I wanna grind and make scratch with my snatch''

Cool, latch onto my belt buckle
One time she came short all she felt were the knuckles
Beating her down, I saw her on Geraldo
After the show, Mad calls for the ho

You can save all the chit chatter and all the bitchin'
By this time next year you'll be fuckin' politicians
Every one in a while I catch her home she be callin'
Bawlin' but I'm only sensitive when I bust a nut

After I bless you with the dick you've got to cut
And make my bucks, giddy up, giddy up, giddy up
Oh, time to go, when it comes to male personnel
Holly likes to ho

If that ho don't stop, it that ho don't stop