Paul - Ho's a Housewife lyrics

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Paul - Ho's a Housewife lyrics

Yo, this is for the b**hes!! (Beoch)(n***a, just blaze the weed) (conversation in background) He just can't tell em apart So, I hollered at the lil' homey Marl (Snoop Dogg) I said what the f**? man Let's spit this n***a some game I had a dream of hoes, I had to screen my hoes I've seen my hoes in all kinds of clothes Lil' almond joy, I'd sure enjoy If you blew my balls, right through my drawers Come up to the mansion, chill at the stop ]From the way she be blowing, I know she does it a lot I have a eight and a half, nine and three quarters The hoes starting callin, when I start boss ballin Give me some head, give me some cash, give me some a** Pa** it to Daz, pa** it to Snoop, or pa** it to Nate Hoes eat dick like eggs and steak And ain't sh** new, I thought you knew I knew you would, you wish you could Break a G down, break me down But I'mma see you on the rebound, DP style (Chorus) Now this, this, is, one of them occasions Where the homey's not doing 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 go find in the end A b**h is a b**h, but a dogg is a man's best friend So what you found a ho that you like But you can't make a ho a housewife Now there's b**hes of all kinds, races and creeds b**hes ain't sh**, b**hes eat dick Take a second look, I can't stand a ho that can't cook While you betting on n***as, setting on n***as And you tell 'em all this bullsh**, you so in love Ho please, I know you didn't think I didn't, no tease I'm a G, ho, you should have know now I'mma holla at you, feena get my dick blown back And you can do the same thing, the homies don't mind Just give 'em the word, and they'll be waiting in line (I'm next) I can see right through you, do you, cause you want to do me Besides right now I'm in the b**hes eating coochie Psychadelic high, b**h! Real G's do it like this, and I'm coming through with A fifth of some bomb a** sticky Just to get a bomb a** quicky n***as like f**ing hoes that give 'em hickies Really? n***a that's silly, you can't make a ho a housewife And I ain't got to tell you twice How could ya respect ya b**h, before you check ya b**h n***as like me and the homies might connect ya b**h Got diamond studded pimp rings, hoes on the strip man Lots of cash to get man, lots of game to spit man It's a pimp thing (Chorus) (Kurupt talkin) I mean, man, I found so many hoes, yuo know I ran across so many hoes you know I said 'Yo, baby' 'Yo, my lady' 'Yo, my b**h' Yo, check it out, yo All you hoes (All you hoes) All these b**hes now a days I been noticing motherf**ers, man, I mean It's like they want to set it off (set it off) But don't set it off on me, motherf**er (Why?) I ain't did nothing to you (Did you?) I want to make you better I want to include you, baby, in the program (seclude you) Oh!(oh) But yet in still (yet in still) You wanna act like a b**h, b**h!(b**h) Lil' b**h! (Lil' b**h!) Yo, if you goin' be a b**h, be a b**h Be a b**h (dont' be no b**h) Be a b**h, b**h! Lil b**h, I've met so many hoes, so many b**hes What's wrong with these hoes? What's wrong with these b**hes? ( I met a skank-a**, skallywag, trick, tramp, hussy, heffer) I'mma feena let my homeboy Joe Montana speak to the hoes Speak to the hoes man (Joe Montana) Oh my god, oh my god, Joe Montana You know me, Joe Montana, eh listen!(Eh listen!) Joe Motherf**ingtana got the hoes man I got the f**ing coochie (singing) I got the coochie and the loochie and I'm f**ing em all night Woke her up again, b**hes Godi rollin you up(b**hes!) I'm f**ing hoes up, yeah Ayo listen, I'm spittin game Look, eh listen The only thing I want is you And if I can't have you, then you can't me And me is the world, and if you want the world Then roll, and if you can't roll throught the worst break Through the worst pop, then you's a f**ing ho, really though b**h

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