**[Kurupt] Now this this is one of them occasions Where the homies not doin’ it right I mean he found him a ho that he like But you can't make a ho a housewife And when it all boils down you gonna find in the end A bitch is a bitch, but a Dogg is a man's best friend So what you found you a ho that you like But you can't make a ho a housewife (wife)** [Dr. Dre] I mostly sold dick while I packed a gold clip Worked my money-maker, she got paper, she ‘bout to trip (Where the fuck is my money?) I cannot G guilty You pimpin' strong, but comin home, to sheets that be filthy She on the dillzy, I take advantage All up in them panties, I got this bitch speakin' Spanish I'm mannish - get yo' nails out my back Slut I'm bout to nut and get up, go scrub yo' cat Learn the player rules, this is how I play a dude Might not be a freak, but she got on the choosin' shoes Dollar signs are folded, I can't control it Tryin to leave her, beeper just exploded She sweatin' me, won't let me, broad turned fraud Now she on this dick huh, got her turnin' tricks huh Man it's a trip I don't trip I'm in yo' Lexus flexin' I left her up in Dallas, Texas - assed-out **Chorus** [Hittman] Naw ho is short for honey, almost had her Wailin' like Bunny Tellin' tales of bein pregnant, catchin' Norstrom sales with abortion money I spotted her, seen her with my nigga when I shot at her Now we got beef, he caught up in the hoe's erotica Exotic - she's psychotic, rockin' his Nautica Soon he'll need antibiotics (sucka bitch) Name a sexual disease, she got it like Sam Goody You be like, "Damn how could she hit me off with chlamydia?" Fool I pity ya We live in the city off, ballers With more bouncin than a Zapp, she will doo-wah-diddy-ya Prettier to grittier, the wittier can get her To the Hotel, Niko, on some Sauve shit like, Rico That's when I caught a Vision like Coleco A high-post ho, a perfect way for me to keep dough Huh, have her sellin' ass on Bronson Ave. and Pico [Kurupt] At the ho-tel, mo-tel, or the Holiday Inn (say what nigga?) I said if that bitch keep fuckin up (Biatch) then we'll fuck her friends I said I dip, dive, what can I say? Niggaz need to stop fuckin with O.J. Some niggaz bang blood, some niggaz bang crip And bitches ain't shit but hos and tricks I had to dream of hos, I had to scream at hos I seen my hos in all kinds of clothes Lil' Almond Joy, I truly enjoy If you blew my balls, right through my drawers Come back to the mansion, chill at the spot From the way she was blowin, I know she does it a lot I have a eight-and-a-half, nine-and-three-quarters The ho started callin' when I started boss ballin' Gimme some head, gimme some ass (uh-huh) Gimme some cash, pass it to Daz Pass it to Snoop, or pass it to Nate Hos eat dick like eggs and steak That ain't shit new, I thought you knew (what?) I knew you would, you wish you could break a G down, break me down But I'ma see you on the rebound (what what?) D.P. style **Chorus** {*Door Slams*} [Doc] Lil' 1/2 Dead [1/2 Dead?] Lil' 1/2 Dead the money jumped out to say Ol' Snoop Dogg on the look out boy? [Doc] Yeahhh [Some Ho] He gotta be MORE than 1/2 Dead If he don't fill my mother fuckin' drink up! [1/2 Dead?] Or fill your mother fuckin' mouth up [Doc] Ahhhhhh-HAHAhahahahAHAHH [Some Ho] I don't think so!! | ||||||
