[Hook - Snoop]
b**hes ain't sh** but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and s** the dick
Gets the f** out after you're done
And I hops in my ride to make a quick run
[Verse 1 - Dr. Dre]
I used to know a b**h named Eric Wright
We used to roll around and f** the hoes at night
Tighter than a motherf**a with the gangsta beats
And we was balling on the motherf**ing Compton streets
Peep, the sh** got deep and it was on
Number 1 song after number 1 song
Long as my motherf**ing pockets was fat
I didn't give a f** where the b**h was at
But she was hanging with a white b**h doing the sh** she do
s**ing on his dick just to get a buck or 2
And the few ends she got didn't mean nothing
Now she's suing cause the sh** she be doing ain't sh**
b**h can't hang with the streets, she found herself short
So now she's taking me to court
It's real conversation for your a**
So recognize, and pa** to Daz
[Verse 2 - Daz]
Now as I'm rolling with my n***a Dre and Eastwood
f**ing hoes, clocking dough - up to no good
We flip-flop and serve hoes like flapjacks
(Snoop: But we don't love them hoes) b**h, and it's like that
This is what you look for in a ho who got cash flow
You run up in them hoes and grab the cash
And get your dash on
While you're chilling with your homies and sh**
And how my n***as kick the anthem like this
(Snoop: Beyach!)
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Kurupt]
To the store, to get me a 4-0
Snoop Doggy-Dogg paged, that must mean more hoes
So I head down the street to Long Beach
Just so I could meet a freak
To lick me from my head to my feet
And I'm here, now I'm ready to be done up
Nothing but homies around, so I puts my gun up
b**hes on my nuts like clothes
But I'm from Tha Pound and "we don't love them hoes"
How could you trust a ho? (Snoop: Why?)
Cause a ho's a trick
We don't love them tricks (Snoop: Why?)
Cause a trick's a b**h
And my dick's constantly in her mouth
And turning them trick-a** hoes the f** out now
[Verse 4 - Snoop]
I once had a b**h named Mandy May
Used to be all in them guts like every day
The p**y was the bomb, had a n***a on sprung
I was in love like a motherf**a, licking the pearl tongue
The homies used to tell me that she wasn't no good
But I'm the maniac in black, Mr. Snoop Eastwood
So I figure n***as wouldn't trip with mine
Guess what? Got gaffled by one-time
I'm back to the motherf**ing county jail
6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail
I gets released on a hot sunny day
My n***a D.O.C. and my homey Dr. Dre
Scooped in a coupe, "Snoop we got news
Your girl was tricking while you was draped in your county blues"
I ain't been out a second
And already gotta do some motherf**ing chin-checkin'
Move up the block as we groove down the block
See my girl's house, "Dre, pa** the Glock"
Kick in the do', I look on the flo'
It's my little cousin Daz and he's f**ing my ho, yo
(b**hes ain't sh**)
I un-co*k my sh**...I'm heart-broke but I'm still loc'ed
Man, f** a b**h!
[Hook]
[ Verse 5 - Jewell]
I don't give a f** about a b**h
But I and her know that they can't fade this
Cause I'm doin my own thing down with the swang
I'm hanging with d**h Row like it ain't no thang
I say you know you can't deal, cause I'm a b**h that's real
Motherf**ers need to step back, hell yeah they need to chill
Because I don't give a f**, and I don't give a f**
And I don't give a f**, I don't give a f**
And now I gotta do some sh** that's clean
But when I'm on a dick, hell yeah, I get real mean, hah
Like a washing machine I can wash the clothes
All the hoes knows that I'm on the flo', ho
But they can't hang with my type on swang
I ain't trying to say I s** every ding-a-lang
But just the juicy ones with the tip of the tongue
And then they're sprung, and with the nuts hung
(b**hes ain't sh**)