HWA (Hoez With Attitude) Lyrics

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Livin' In A Hoe House
  1. To Live Or Die
  2. Funk Me
  3. Eat This
  4. Livin' In A Hoe House
  5. 1-900-Bitches
  6. Freaky Daze
  7. Gangstrology
  8. Tight
  9. Trick Is A Treat
  10. The Conflict
  11. Nasty
  12. Baller Baller
  13. Little Dick
As Much Azz As U Want
  1. Tru Hoez
  2. All That (Just A Little Action)
  3. Body Snatcherz
  4. Hoe I Am
  5. High Timez
  6. As Much Azz As U Want (skit)
  7. Great Tazte - Lezz Fillaz








To Live Or Die

Verse 1:
It all got started on a hot summer day
A shot was heard, a bitch was shot that day
The hoes were taking over, riding three deep
Lorenzo rims in a black cherry Jeep
The bitch violated, her name was Terri B
Riding the coat tail of the rapper Eazy-E
Now I'm a give you an F cuz your ass'll stand tall
A funky white bitch with a little bit of ball
Ruthless, that's what you think you are
A hoe is on the beat, so you won't get very far
Talking that shit on a murder you wrote
Bitch try again, that's a motherfucking joke
Wicky-wicky-wack, that's what I said
Now a wacked assed bitch got a nine to her head
Don't lay back, and start to cry
It's a hell of a choice: To Live Or Die

Chorus:
To Live Or Die
Die Bitch
(4X)

Verse 2:
I'm a motherfucker, I'll put you through a test
You're another sucker I had to lay to rest
Blood sweat and tears running down your face
I ain't even pull a trigger, now I got a murder case
I'll drop your ass right down to your knees
You're begging like a punk, Babygirl please
Fuck you, yeah I said it again
I'll kick your ass while I count to ten
The choice is yours, you'd better make it fast
Five more seconds, the nine up your ass
I'm wasting my time, cuz it ain't no fight
I'm a fuck you up when we touch the mike
My rap's so strong, like an armored tank
Step back bitch, cuz you're about to get ganked
HWA is in the place
Kicking funky rhymes all in your face
Murder, murder, is what you preach
You wouldn't kick sand on a motherfucking beach
Your record deal is a mystery to me
You must have give Eric some white pussy
Bitch, you think you're hard, but you're softer than butter
Trying to hang around the Compton brothers
You want to be black, and that's no lie
Bitch, make a choice: To Live Or Die

Verse 3:
I don't know where you're from, but it sure ain't the streets
Cuz  you're walking around sweet and petite
I'm the baddest, hardest bitch in the world
Check my credentials, they call me Babygirl
Taking white bitches out iis a hobby of mine
Fuck all that shit, Jaz pass me the nine
Remember that test, bitch you didn't pass
Now I'm forced to put the nine back in your ass
Put the clip in then I blast you
No that didn't get past you
Your no rapping ass was bound to fail
Now my motherfucking ass might wind up in jail
I went to court and copπed my plea
I  had to murder, she was a wack MC
The judge liked me and gave me a try
Cuz he liked my hit: To Live Or Die

Chorus:
(repeat and fade)

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Funk Me

(sung)
Funk me baby

Verse 1:
All y'all that's full of fear
Pull up a chair, relax your ear
HWA is in the place
Freaks of the week like to funk me in the face
We do it real nasty when we're on the floor
Come on baby, funk me some more
Funk me in the front and funk me in the back
Now you're doing it, I like it like that
The dance is hot and a sheer delight
Don't worry about the steps, 'cause you're gonna get it right
With our big old butts, and tiny little waists
I can't say those words, I might get a case
It takes a lot of rehearsing 'cause we can't do no cursing
We can say it much better when we use four letters
Take the N out of funk, and add a C
It's a new dance now, called the Funk Me

Chorus:
Funk me baby
(8X)

Verse 2:
Nice and clean, that's what I mean
Funk me with a man with a real long thing
Grab your butt with a real big cup
It really doesn't matter when you do it with a slut
Black, White, Puerto Rican
When you're doing this dance you got to do a lot of freakin
Move that butt from left to right
It feels so good, I want to do it all night
Look him in the face, check he's a cutie
Twenty inches down, a great big booty
Like a light on a wall, you're turning me on
You work that body 'till the break of dawn
I'm getting kind of hot and I'm starting to sweat
Look between your legs, your pants are wet
I'm dropping you down right to your knees
But don't stop now to the funk me, please

Chorus:
(8X)

Verse 3:
Give me that man 'cause it's time to dance
To the dopest beat from my producer Pimp C
Call me Babygirl. the mike MC
Step on up so we can do the Funk Me
The Funk Me is a dance that you  might not recall
Bend over, give him booty and just had to suck his balls
Stay in total control to make a sucker unfold
If you don't believe me you can check the polls
Dom Perignon I'm drinking all through the night
Feeling real fly, funking with my boy Miike
Pull the boy close, just a bit harder
Raise up my skirt so he can´peek out my garter
Shaking my thing on the dance floor
The boy got tired, but I wanted some more
Steaming hot, is how it should be
Stand up everybody and do the Funk Me

Chorus:
(repeat and fade)

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Eat This

Intro: (spoken)
Say, I've been in this motherfucker all this time
and ain't had nobody down there
playing in this pussy
Goddam!

Verse 1:
We're the new rap queens in the city
We kick so much ass our damn shoes are shitty
Weak ass niggas talk that same old shit
About they want a fly bitch to suck they dick
Now eat this pussy is what you can do
Suck it and suck it till your ass turn blue
The pussy is hot and good to G O
Hold on for a second while I lay on the floor
When I wrap this pussy around your goddam chin
Go down an inch and meet a very close friend
Her name is La La aka vagina
So introduce yourself but if you need a little help
I'm a take your head and lead you there
Let your tongue part the hair
It's gonna feel so good, and maybe even mushy
So come on down and eat my pussy

Chorus (sung):
Pussy, pussy, yeah
Know you want to eat my pussy
(4X)

Verse 2:
Nice clean air coming from your throat
Now blow on my pussy until I float
And if I ain't floating, keep on blowing
I'll be sure to let you know which way I'm going
Pussy ain't nothing but skin on a bone
Fuck it, suck it, or leave it alone
I'm a lay right here on my back
While you stick your tongue in the center of my crack
Now make like my pussy is a fucking horn
And blow on that sucker 'till the break of dawn
When I chose you I made a hell of a pick
Boy, you eat pussy like a professional trick
I'm sure having fun with your goddam tongue
It's so fine, my pussy is tickling my lungs
Suck it like a roll, but not on a Tootsie
But come on down, and eat my pussy

Chorus:
(4X)

Interlude:
[Babygirl]
Is Eazy-E gonna eat your pussy or what?
[Jazz]
Think he didn't?
[Babygirl]
That's OK 'cause I got my pussy eaten real good last night
[Jazz]
Wait a minute, wait a minute
y'all want to know who I want to eat my pussy?
[Babygirl]
Who?
[Jazz]    
Combo!
[Babygirl]
Oh, cucumber dick motherfucker!
[Jazz]
Woooo!
[Babygirl]
(???)

Verse 3:
Suck it, lick it and taste it
Fried, boiled or even basted
Keep licking and sucking and sucking and licking
Eating my pussy like it's Kentucky Fried Chicken
You say you don't eat pussy, you a goddam liar
Nigga, you was born eating at the wire
Give me a quick slick lick on top of this clit
'Cause I don't want to see that dick
Pull it out just a little bit
Let your tongue and lips work this clit
'Cause quiet as kept, you ain't through yet
Lick around my asshole, that makes me wet
'Cause no one knows where the nose goes
Yeah, I like it right there, it's curling my toes
Quit on the dick, it's for a real wussy
So come on down, and eat my pussy

Chorus:
(8X)

(Sounds of man performing cunnilingus)

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Livin' In A Hoe House

Intro: (sung)
Livin' in a
Livin' In A Hoe House

Verse 1:
First, let me tell you where the hoes are located
L.A. Encino, the place is X rated
Fucking with a real pimp, Sugar Daddy D
Pimping fine bitches selling plenty CDs
Livin' In A Hoe House, you've got to have game
A weak ass bitch will go insane
The Feds roll in and raid the place
Suck his dick so you won't get a case
But like Al Capone, our pimps stand strong
Fuck with a hoe, your ass is gone
But I'm moving on, gone, as I flow real strong
I'm getting paid while your daddy's getting laid
When he first stopped by, he thought it was a joke
Your daddy came back, now his ass is broke
True hard hustlers that might fuck your spouse
'Cause we love our life Livin' In A Hoe House

chorus:(sung)
Livin' In A Hoe House
Livin' In A Livin' In A
Livin' In A Hoe House
Oh A Hoe House

verse 2:
Bitch, you want to talk about me, try to diss me
'Cause I'm living large, driving 300 E
Rodeo Drive and the Beverly Center
Check the records, no we ain't beginners
We're known coast to coast, never brag or boast
But most of all, I ain't no fucking joke
I'm in total control making suckers unfold
It's not in December, but I'm too damn cold
'Cause my pimp producer, Dangerous D
Is pimping funky tracks for the Hoes and me
So give me that mic so I can recite
The dopest lyrics, no you can't come near it
Too many niggas talking they hard
But they wouldn't bust a grape in Welch's back yard
See, hoes like us keep your dick aroused
'Cause that's the life Livin' In A Hoe House

chorus:
(2X)

verse 3:
500 SL we living large as hell
Jaz locked up with $50,000 bail
But we didn't phase that, sent them the ends
Now we got Jaz back
'Cause we respect no chaser
Suck his dick like eraser
Now dig the aroma
Now savor the bass HWA
Keep a smile on your face
Put your money up
Selling more pussy than Kellog's got flakes
24/7 working all through the year
Fuck all that shit, I'm 'bout to hop in my Lear
With your spouse
'Cause that's the life Livin' In A Hoe House

Chorus:
(2X)

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1-900-Bitches

[touch tone sounds]

(Children in unison)
Momma, Momma, dad's calling 1-900 numbers again!

[phone rings]

Verse 1:
Picture this: the house is empty
You're looking at the phone, so motherfucking tempting
Then you see us on the TV, so you copy the number
Real fine hoes make your mind start to wander
Dial 1-900 on your telephone
Hoping that your wife don't bring her fat ass home
The phone is ringing, your heart is beating fast
You know I'm talking shit on your monkey ass
1-900-248-2437
You dialed it again, that makes it eleven
Times you called, yeah, that's a bitch
Call it again, 'cause you're making me rich
Five dollars a minute you call
After that, you get fucked up your doo doo walls
Seventy five cents, now the rates begin

Chorus:
1-900-248-2437 Bitches
A hoe with an attitude is fucking with your ears
(2X)

Verse 2:
The telephone company and the workers, too
Looking at your bill, tripping on you
Time after time, they see the same number
Them goofy motherfuckers start to wonder
So they went to the phone, and tried it for themselves
Four weeks later, they got to seek  help
Just like the pipe, they call it addiction
You can't stop calling, creating confliction
Still your fucking wife in the middle of the night
Me on the phone, you there at home
Buying me diamonds, then a fur coat
Next comes the rope off your motherfucking throat
And after you steal everything you can
You go seek counseling just to get another chance
Eight weeks later, there you go again
You see the number, go get your paper and pen

Chorus:
(2X)

Verse 3:
President Bush, and Barbera, too
Sitting at home, with nothing to do
Knowing in their minds they got a big problem
They want to call up the hoes to help them solve it
Now what in the fuck they do that for?
'Cause Barbera won't soothe Bush no more
All the way in the White House, they blowing up the bill
Motherfucking hoes, yeah, you know the deal
Noriega, sitting in his cell
He want to get away, to get some bail
He want to call the hoes, but no collect calls
Just laugh in the joint, and play with your balls
Poor Mandela, just getting home
Calling up the hoes on the telephone
All the way in Africe, we got it going on
Motherfucking hoes, you know we're too strong

Chorus:
(4X)

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Freaky Daze

Chorus:
These are the days, the Freaky Daze
These are the days of the woman's ways
(4X)

Verse 1:
We met this man, Sugar Daddy D
He had a big ass dick, and he stuck it in me
We fucked in the car, and then in the house
Yeah, you know it, he fucked me in my mouth
Tea is fine, but the man is wild
I screamed, please daddy fuck me doggy style
He left the house, tired as a fuck
We knew we weren't finished, he was ready to suck
We went back out late that night
We met another nigga that looked alright
He said his name was Ced, we gave the boy some head
Fall in the bed till his ass was dead
USDA choice prime beef
Yeah, you know the nigga, his name is Keith
We fucked Keith, we fucked him on the table
That's his cum on top of our navel

Chorus:
(4X)

Verse 2:
Well my name is Kim but they call me Babygirl
I got that name from my homeboy Darrel
You see, I'm very pretty, I always act shitty
I got a small waistline and a big ass behind
I give H E A D
I want a big black dick just for me
Now let me tell you this, since we're talking dick
I met this nigga, said his name was Nick
Now Nick was freaking, freaking me well
He made my pussy get hotter than the flames of hell
I was acing shit-ty
I met this nigga in Atlantic City
 He said his name was Shy Dog
 He was a beautiful black man driving a hog
I said, let me suck your dick, and give you a show
It's going to cost you money 'cause you know that I'm a hoe
I know a pussy sucker, his name is Joe
He took me to his house and he ate me on the floor
The boy got freaky, and wanted a show
He pulled out his money, begging for more
I want a big dick, as black as can  be
'Cause that's what it'll take for a hoe like me
Yeah you know my DJ, her name is Diva
If you fuck her, suck her, you can never leave  her

Chorus:
(12X)

Verse 3:
The hoe is Jazzy, getting it her way
She's a Penthouse Pet, ready to play
Wearing nothing but leather and black pantyhose
Nigga, you saw her napping in Vogue
I'm a juice you, seduce you
Said nigga, excuse you?

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Gangstrology

Verse 1:
I'm the gangstress
so motherfucker do you think you can spank this?
Right for me
Because you might be a sucker
Like Dre likes bitches that are nice T
Right T?
Hell yeah!
I'm not the one who wears a tight little has been
Now I got your ass in my scope again
I'm gonna smoke you, watch the bullets stroke you
Your body is cold, but I'm still in motion
With my Uzi brigade, throwing hand grenades
Like a hoe on a stroll, I got to get paid
It ain't pussy that I'm selling, so fuck with your yelling
HWA, pockets keep swelling
With the kick of the funky drum, you want my monkey, son?
You can't get none
'Cause I'm the gangstress

Chorus (scratched)
I'm the gangstress
Hard as a rock

Verse 2:
I'm the gangstress, damn, let me think of this
Give me the money and the dick and that still ain't shit
When I've a score to settle, put my foot on the pedal
With my hand on the metal
I'm getting ready for a drive by
In a low ride
Just spraying kind of light as I blow by
I had you to a dead weight, as I cover my ass
My homie got my back, I call her Jazz
So I carry on, grown, strong
Eazy-E is like a fairy on the microphone
Basing, chasing, getting slapped in the face
By a bitch Caucasian
All y'all in NWA
Punk motherfuckers, what the fuck you say?
I'm taking your ass out the hard way
One by one, you all going to drop
Yo, Tony G, don't let my bass stop
'Cause I'm the gangstress

Chorus;
(4X)

Verse 3:
I'm back on the track for the grand finale
No, I ain't from Cali, but fuck you be so brave
I'm taking you ass out
In the alley behind the studio
You better step slow
 'Cause if you get caught, you're tossed
Don't get a hoe with an attitude pissed off
Yeah, you know it, it's me again
It's getting close to the end, can you hear the thunder?
NWA going six feet under
I ain't got no remorse 'cause I'm hard as a rock
Ruthless villain? Suck my cock!
'Cause I'm the gangstress

Chorus:
(4X)

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Tight

Chorus:
Yeah, you know
You want some tight tight pussy
(4X)

Verse 1:
Stop what you're doing, and don't get nervous
I'm about to give your ass total lip service
It's about a tight pussy that you can call mine
Two inches away from my big ass behind
It might be tight, but it's deep as fuck
You might touch the bottom with a little bit of luck
'Cause I'm a real fine lady just driving you crazy
Foxy fine bitches in our skin tight britches
Not from tabloids or Star magazine
Put your dick in my pussy, I'll make your ass cream
It's so motherfucking tight, but you know it won't hurt
When your dick touch my pussy I'll make your ass  work
Some tight tight pussy is coming your way
You better get ready 'cause my pussy don't play
It's tight

Chorus;
(4X)

Verse 2:
Now enter this pussy, I'll make you wear a glove
'Cause I don't know where your dick been flaunting that love
Just to give a brief description, holding out a jimmy hat
Don't want no germs sticking in my cat
Just to stay on the safe side of everything
I'll make you wear a rubber just to keep the shit clean
I keep my pussy well protected with a nice clean cover
'Cause I know you fuck around with an outside lover
I treat it like a diamond on a rope chain
My pussy's going down in the hall of fame
The monkey is wild, no she can't be tamed
The bitch is so bad, so I gave her a name
It's called my pussy, pimp that mama
Like a clock on the wall, getting dollars
Meet me at the crib,  and you're sure to get laid
You'll get none coming if I can't get paid
'Cause I'm macking, stacking, always packing
Steaming hot for the boys that are racking
Racking, no that ain't no joke
The man that makes that money from slinging pure  white dope
My pussy don't care where them ends come from
Come on with the thousands and you're guaranteed to cum
Get your fuck on any time of night
But I must remind you, the pussy's just too tight

Chorus:
(8X)

Verse 3:
Now at the end, I'd like to remind you
Dig in the pussy, your ass is through
You won't be the first, and sure not the last
Fine motherfucker to tap the ass
i had a lot of men before I met you
I'm a  have a lot more before I get through
From coast to coast, I'm known  very well
A hoe with an attitude that never been to jail
Fucking and sucking 'till my lips turn chafe
But the pussy is tighter than a Century safe
Well known artists throughout the world
Want to pay ends just to sculpture my pearl
Consider  yourself lucky, cause you're getting it on wax
You paid five dollars and a little bit of tax
It came from a hoe, so you know you got it right
But I'll say it again, my pussy's too tight

Chorus:
(repeat and fade)

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Trick Is A Treat

Verse 1:
Well I'm a bad hoe in my own little world
I walk around the streets wearing diamonds and pearls
When I walk onto the set don't you know
I'd swear it's a amateur fashion show
Niggas on the wall trying to look bad
Trying to look like a goddam magazine ad
Standing all around trying to have that look
When the motherfucker look like a goddam crook
He asked me to dance, but I said no
Don't want to get no activator on my new clothes
This goddam gear came straight from Vogue
He said, I'll buy you Gucci this and buy you Lloyd's that
Baby, don't you know, I'm slinging that crack?
I said, because you're selling drugs, do you think that make you bigger?
You still ain't nothing but a trick ass nigga
Motherfucker, get a grip, get off my tip

Chorus:
Because (I said) a trick is a trick
Bitch, what you say?
(3X)
Bitch, suck my dick!

Because (I said) a trick is a trick
Bitch, what you say?
(3X)
Bitch, suck this dick!

Verse 2:
I'm exotic and erotic, a hoe with an attitude
Most of you tricks think I'm really really rude
Stand Sweet Georgia Brown, I've been thinking
A place where tricks do a lot of drinking
When I went into the Brown, I went into the lobby
Tricks were sitting around like it's some kind of hobby
My pussy's on the rise, fresh on hair
Trick motherfuckers just stop and stare
You offer me money, cash and gold
I tell your trick ass, that game is old
You're all over me like mud on a hog
Most of these tricks look just like dogs
The clothes and the hairdos that they wear
Would give Freddy Kruger a straight up scare
She gave you a chance and let you suck her
Played you like a pimp, and still couldn't fuck her

Chorus:

Interlude
Bitch, you ain't nothing  but a trick
You playing that front role with an attitude
You know, you ain't shit
But a little trick yourself

Verse 3:
I'm a Casanova villain over straight up cutie
A hoe with an attitude doing my duty
Telling you tricks just where you're at
You know you got jinx so get the hang out your back
So don't try to front, get mean or rude
'Cause you're fucking with a hoe with an  attitude
Sending me a rose, I'll send the shit back
Trick ass nigga, I'll charge you tax
Meaning of trick is easy to define
Nigga paying cash to get the pussy of mine
'Cause I'm not lacking in the back
And as a matter of fact, I'm always packing
Mac 10 is I begin, treat a trick like a son
Smoking one who take the pussy and run
So don't ever let a nigga talk that shit
'Cause nine times out of ten, he ain't nothing but a trick

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The Conflict

Verse 1:
Motherfuck, coming off soft
Cover homes that's about to go off
Like a rocket, like water in a socket
But harder, like your dick
Digging in them guts, better yet
Stuck up the butt, 'cause that's how you like it
Rather than mine, Eazy or Dre's
Yella, you're a bi, and you go both ways
Bitch, motherfucker, goddam bi
Get out your tissue, 'cause I'm a make your ass cry
Yeah, I called you a bitch, and you know it, too
Pimple  faced sucker, fuck you!
You don't get no respect from your own damn crew
So what the fuck you want from my hoe troop?
They call you a pussy, a punk, and a fag
So a hoe put a label on your sissy ass

Chorus:
Contagion, confusion and chaos
Miss me with that
The Conflict, Conflict
The Conflict, Conflict
(2X)

Verse 2:
Now let me tell you about a lying MC
He goes by the name of Eazy motherfucking E
He says he's a woman beater, but he's not a pussy eater
Hold on for a second while I sip on my 2 liter
Motherfuck the art of sucking dick
That little ass nigga suck a hell of a clit
My panties hit the ground, his head went down
Stuck his tongue up my pussy and he couldn't hear a sound
But then again, you know I wasn't bothered
'Cause all I said was suck  it harder, suck it harder
He was sucking my pussy, and licking my pearl
I'm running my fingers through his Jerry Curl
The goddam shit was all in my nails
It was sticky and gummy, with a fucked up smell
The curl activator made me sick
I'm just wondering if he curled the dick?
Now Ren, you're a sad ass case
A black motherfucker with an ugly face
Hard capping around like you're getting some ends
You can't pull a bitch unless you're driving a Benz
In case you didn't notice, down the way
You're the unknown member of NWA
They got your ass there just to fill a space
Because they needed that look of a monster face

Chorus:
(4X)

Verse 3:
Hold up, I've got something else to say
It's about this man they call Dr Dre
It was something about you I couldn't pinpoint
But it came to me when I smoked that joint
I know your ass is strange, it's not quite right
You proved it to me by fighting a bitch that night
You picked up a chair, and bashed her head
Had it been me, your ass'd been dead
Throwing a nose, called your ass out
Michelle A, know what I'm talking about?
No more lies is the name of that hit
You're talking loud, but you ain't saying shit
Try to come back with that old ass rap
Fuck the police, Boy your ass should be slapped
You need to take lessons from a pimp producer
Dre, you ain't nothing but a motherfucking loser

Chorus:
(repeat and fade)

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Nasty
Verse 1:
We're going to try and keep this rhyme real clean
But you know we're just too goddam mean
And yes little sucker we're all about the green
Not stamps, not suits, not your green ass shoes
But listen when we tell you, 'cause you think your  dick grew
High class sneakers are ready to play
You said, come on nappy head nigga coming your way
We got to the party late that night
Fine ass bitches looking dynamite
We was dressed in leather and Egyptian lace
Big ass behinds with a tiny little waist
We walked in the door, then a nigga want to dance
Old nasty motherfucker don't stand a chance

Chorus:
He's Nasty
Too Nasty
(2X)

Verse 2:
Black ass nigga want to take us out
Talking all that shit, flaunting all his clout
Black ass nigga was draped in gold
Driving Mercedes with a portable phone
He was a big ass nigga, about six foot six
But the big motherfucker didn't have no dick
Black, White, Puerto Rican
Nasty ass niggas, you're all I'm freaking

Chorus:
(4X)

Verse 3:
You want a fine ass hoe to take to the fight
Old fake ass nigga, your money ain't right
So the next time you see us, don't even call our name
Nasty ass niggas, we ain't playing your game
Now here's a short story about a nasty ass nigga
He's a player, a dapper, and a bitch slapper
He can even wear the title of a nasty ass rapper
He sings dirty rap, talking about t the cum
But he's perpetrating fucking seven days out the week
He talks like this is true, which is none of the sort
He ain't getting no pussy, 'cause his dick is too short
Yeah I said you were ready to play
This ain't Burger King, you can't have it your way
Do anything and keep my mouth shut
Hmm, come over here, let me show you what's what
Suck on this
Step out of line, and you will get dissed
Old nasty motherfucker, you ain't no risk

Chorus:
(repeat and fade)

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Baller Baller
Intro:
(Men talking as pager goes off)

Chorus:
Baller Baller, We don't want no Ballers (3X)
Baller Baller, We don't want no motherfucking Ballers

Verse 1:
Baller Baller, get off of my tip
Punk motherfucker, you better not slip
'Cause if you do, you'll get stuck like a truck
And you know what, I don't give a fuck
'Cause I'll keep going, and flowing, and showing
HWA has got to keep hoeing
For thousand, keeping the crowd arousing
While they're smiling, and my pussy profiling
I know what you want, but hoes get cash
You guessing that you're getting a piece of this ass?
Your bank was short, rolling down San Pedro
You cold made a jack on a man with a kilo
Thinking that you're balling, yet you're falling
When you go to jail, it's me that you're calling
But I don't want do brawl a baller
I need a brother that's taller

Chorus:

Verse 2:
5.0, on the road, on the go
As you go serve another kilo
L.A.P.D. on your ass, moving fast
On the other side, what they gave us for
Looking for a drive by, in a low ride
But you get away, see me rolling, pull up beside me
Knowing that I'm hoeing, coming with a rap
Looking for a fly girl, but I don't want a Jerry Curl
Fucking blue lights shining in the mirror
I swerve to the right, so I can stay clear
A  punk ass nigga, thinking that he's bigger
If the Feds don't smoke him, Jazz pull the trigger
'Cause we'll go to jail, do well in the cell
We don't give a fuck when it comes to tell
Another bitch who tries to stand taller
Never fuck around with a nigga that's a baller

Chorus:
(2X)

Verse 3:
Fuck a baller in a straight out diss
If you're with one, you're a dumb ass bitch
I'm on the go, here to dish another kilo
Serving, curving, but to me, you're burning wood
In the neighborhood, if you could, I know you would
Try to screw me
But your dick is too short to catch up to me
Keep that shit in your goddam pants
'Cause with a real fly hoe you don't stand a chance
Get a little money, is what you need to do
And stick with that beast that's been rolling with you
'Cause you're faking, shaking, I ain't got no time
With a nigga that's a baller, with playing on his mind
Living like you do, your ass is getting smaller
Take that, you motherfucking baller!

Chorus:
(repeat and fade)

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Little Dick
Verse 1:
You got a little dick
And motherfucker, I don't think I can cope with it
That shit, goddam
I'm not the one that you can come on
I need a man with muscle that's big and strong
'Cause I like to fuck it once the dick's in sight
But the dick is so little, kind of gave me a fright
You a ran a game on what you can do
Well that's your shit, I'm embarrassed for you
See shit like that can get your ass smoked
'Cause you're crying and lying about the size of your dick
Size twelve, size nine, no under six
Come on with it, and try and tell the truth
There's a bitch that can help you, her name is Dr. Ruth
You need to seek counseling, and get some good advice
Any bitch will tell you, a big dick sure feel nice
I'll take it five one, or six foot six
But you gets none coming with your teeny weeny dick
Blind, crippled or crazy, I'll take them eight to eighty
Every day, a brand new pick
But you can't get nowhere, 'cause you got a Little Dick

Chorus:
Little Dick, who do you think you are?
Little Dick, you're not going to get very far
Little Dick, I won't ride in your car
Little Dick, just who do you think you are?

Verse 2:
You even went on Geraldo and Oprah Winfrey show
Lying about how you done fucked a hoe
Nigga please, I didn't give you any
The dick is too short and had the nerve to be skinny
I know it's wrong to put you on the spot
But your dick is the size of a microdot
And that's small, but that's not all
Your ass is lacking one of them balls
Now I know it's just a stereotype
Because you're a black man with a very small swipe
Bragging about all the ends you're getting with
You need to go out and buy a brand new dick
Don't feel bad, 'cause I know you're not alone
There's a lot of brothers perpetrating with a little boner
They got all their bitches hanging on their arms
Filling their ears with too much charm
But then they get them home and throw them in the bed
The bitch want to go, 'cause there ain't no dick head
Snorting base or smoking happy stick
A bitch don't want a brother with an itty bitty dick

Chorus:

Verse 3:
Fuck a little dick, coming straight from my heart
The shit is so little, does it really get hard?
Your dick to me is like a goddam joke
Leave it alone boy, it ain't no hope
It's like magic, you got a little dick
Not the Johnson, he's having big fun
Like Michael Jordan, he's got a big one
I'll play with your mind, boy, your dick is like a toy
Like a Weeble that wobbles, like a nipple on a bottle
Little like that, is how you stand
A much bigger dick is now in demand
Calling all dicks from across the world
Contact the hoe, call me Babygirl
Interviews begin at half past six
First requirement is a very big dick
Long to the bone, ready to ram
Slam, bam, thank you Ma'am
Those are words that you can't get with
Face the fact: you've got a little dick

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Tru Hoez

[Babygirl]
'Cause I'm not that average type of trick
Motherfucker, knick knack, give a hoe a dick

[Sugar Daddy D]
The hoes with the four kids
Stop now, you want to be listening to
What I got to say
Tru Hoez
Hoes
The pimping hard to try
You know why?
Uh Huh


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All That (Just A Little Action)

Intro:
[John]
Hey
[Hoe]
You talking to me?
[John]
Looking for a customer?
[Hoe]
Hmm
[John]
So how much?
[Hoe]
H.. How much what?
[John]
Come on, I'm not a cop!
How much?
[Hoe]
Hundred dollars
[John]
A hundred dollars!
For just a little action?

Chorus: (sampled)
Just A Little Action
Action

Verse 1:
Bow wow wow, yippy yo, don't you want to let go
Oops, I meant to ask so you can polish the boots and all that
Don't you know I catch your eyes  got the Doggy Dog barking
'Cause the g-string showing up the back
Ooh, you pretty son of a whatever, hope you got a grip
Here's a beef, want a ride, want to take a trip?
Down a dark, deep tunnel to the spot squat
Baby, hit the hot twat, get a proper shot, not
Keep it on a play
Yeah, yeah!
What you want?
Ho!
Drop, drop to the floor, and blow the pearl
'Cause you know you run the  show
Do the halls run among you all's?
Hell yeah!
Well, I thought so
When you see the Babygirl back, having a back, it's all that
And can even take the broomstick up the what?
Give me the props, 'cause the room get dark
When the string hits the crack, just believe that I'm all that

Chorus:

Verse 2:
Don't stop, baby crack, 'cause I'm all that
Let me tell you what you got to know
Tell you how to go, and even tell you how to hoe
And baby, I can even pull your strings
Get you sprung when your tongue gets sprung
On the wing ding dingaling
Bring your lips over to me
French kiss the lips so the tongue hits the bootie
Dedicated to the macs and the pimps
Playing with the kitty cat, make the  G's hit a gangsta myth
Ooh, and I feel very lovable, and even huggable
And even adorable, sweet and even suckable
So throw your lips in the  air
And sucky sucky like you just don't care
And if you really know a hoe with all that
And good to go, somebody say, oh yeah
Oh yeah!
Keep your hips attached to the cat
Making a grip, slipping a wack
Best believe that I'm all that

Chorus:

Interlude:
What's that stuff running down your leg?
Juicy, Juicy!
(4X)

Verse 3:
Strip show is in effect
So I want the face down in the butt tuck
Tongue's going up what, suckers like to suck
Suck a hoe by, even up your mouth, so that when a hoe I
Fucking out a proper spot to get a proper shot
Shit down your throat with a creamy bowl of cum
And down your mouth drip dripping down your face
Run, running to the floor
When a booty's jump macking six four
Got the players and the macks screaming, we want more
More what?
HWA!
So I bought a whole clique
The jiggahoes with attitude in the heaps
Butt naked stripper right down to the bare ass
All y'all rip  through your drawers tearing up your pants
Even the pilots ride in the cockpits
Flying by way of flight HWA
Make 'em buckle at the knees, get a smack, stay back
Just relax, best believe that I'm all that

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Body Snatcherz

Intro:
Meow
The Korean cat chow chow is now open for suggestions
And hoes, what's the flavor of the month
Niggas!
Now what you gonna do?
You little dick trick
But for now, go G
The floor is yours
Take it

Verse 1:
I'm teaching you old dog how to turn new tricks
And all of my lessons got you begging for the dicks
Stupid bitch
Day after day, your niggas causing me
Say your knees baller, and he wants to be balling me
You see, I don't think so, no not this hoe
Not getting pussy, but I'm getting all this dough
And though you got a strong arm, the game that I'm running on
I'm getting paid, and you're the one that's coming on, bitch!
I'm just a body snatcher, and II'm snatching all his money
Getting hungry?
Come take a taste of my honey
An attitudedy hoe is what I am, motherfucker
I'll give you lollipop so you can lick me like a sucker
Step the wrong way, yo, I don't play
So I just pull out my nine, or I just blast with my AK
So with your man throwing clay, I'm a catcher
Sign your G O D I, the Body Snatcher

Chorus:
You can be the bitch, but I'll be the hoe
Yeah, a better motherfucking hoe!
(4X)

Verse 2:
I'll take your man with all 36-23-39 of me
You can't stop me, punk bitch, can't mock me
If you were settling your business, taking care of your dick
You wouldn't have fiend  him, my pussy wouldn't have got licked
While you was at home cussing and having a fit
i met your nigga still sporting all his new shit
So think twice before you call me a bitch
In fact, call me a hoe with an attitude, you know
You started sweating me, check your nigga
'Cause Babygirl is the worst kind of gold digger
He's treating me like his main freak
You wonder where his paycheck go every damn week
Oh yeah, keep thinking that your nigga's at work
It's an off day, and he's fucking to get under my skirt
So if you're tripping and he won't get cock chop
He's fucking Babygirl, the Body Snatcher

Verse 3:
Punk motherfuckers on my strap, but don't sweat it
Turned out to get me sprung, but I like the way he wet it
Nice firm ass with a pretty brown dick
I like the way he work it, but he nut too quick
Grabbing on his shit baby still he got a grip
Coming down my thighs, while he spread between the hips
The talking was good, but I don't mean to be rude
But your nigga is sprung on a hoe with an attitude
24/7 got a nigga in check
And when he get done, cum is dripping down his neck
You uptight bitching but I would thought you knew
He's chasing up under my cat like a dog does, too
He's not the one to blame, it's a motherfucking shame
I'm running much game, now your dog's been trained
Don't talk shit if your man's been captured
But that's how it is when a hoe's a Body Snatcher

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Hoe I Am
I'm a hoe
I'm a hoe

Black nigga is the shit
And I'm to blame
I let him work that thang
Now he's runnin game
I'm a jigga high
I'm a jigga hoe
I'm a jigga my nigga
And work him low
So when you see me
Don't front like you wanna kill it
When I turn down the lights
Make me feel it
Yeah, I like foreplay
And yo, what's next?
Cuz I'm known for havin way out sex
With my g-string on
And my red pumps...ooh
I make you love all the things
That I do
First I ride it
Then gently work it
Since it's all up in his face
I'll let him slurp it

(Chorus) x2
I'm a hoe, you know I'm a hoe
I'm a hoe
(with an attitude)

Now a hoe too many
I know I'll be
Cuz I will always take another bitch property
I get him home for the fact
That I'm livin it up
He'll take one look at this body
And he'll be givin it up
I know you like what you see
I'm the one you wanna see
Where the sun don't shine
Deep, dark, take a lick
Real thickly
Cuz I'm gettin tired
And if you slow I garauntee
You won't get hired
So do the job, foo'
I gets my money cuz I'm knowin
That you'll chop on the chop
Don't stop until it's over-flowin
Keep me goin, I'm a work it
If I'm on top
I'm a break it
TLC ain't too proud to beg
And I ain't to proud to say it

(Chorus) x2

I'll licky licky licky licky licky lick ya
(x3)

I'm the hoe talkin shit
About how sprung you'll get
I'm not like Prince
But you can call it soft and wet
Lickity lick me high
Lickity lick me low
With attitude I'll be his finest
Higgety hoe
Whisperin sweet nothin's in his ear
Freaky alibis
Cum down my thights
Until you start to rise
Up to the equation
It's straight hot sex
Flip me over, bend me
Then watch me flex
At the drop of a dime
It's what you know what to do
We'll be sexin
And I'll be freakin you
First I tease it
And then I please it
A 69er's in effect
So you can eat it

(Chorus) x2


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High Timez

(cough)

Verse 1:
Searching through the Indica smoke
Trying to find a peace of mind
I feel my thoughts starting to unwind
I seem to be spinning, that's another second hand
On a cock, and I can't make the spinning stop
(Don't stop [cough] do it)
I stumble through the living room into the kitchen
I got the munchies and all I got is cold chicken
My mouth is kind of dry, and my eyes are low
Still hungry, so I picked up the phone
Try to call the pizza man, but I can't remember the number
So I laid down and tried not to fall under
The scales of the bud has plain got me
But I would ride around, but I forgot how to use a pen
So I grab a pad and pen from the floor
Heard the doorbell ring, but I can't find the fucking dough
Feels like I'm being watched every move that I make
I got my .357 so they gonna break
Looking through the ashtray for the roach
But I think of better plans before I wind up on my ass
And pass the fuck out, cause I'm getting high as a kite
Trying to get a grip on life
I try to close my eyes and lay down
But it feels like I'm being spun on a merry go round
It feels good to have a mellow mind
But I think I'd better watch it
Trying to get through the High Timez

Verse 2:
The hoez is good at he shit
And I think  want to get  lit
Jazz, what a hell of a split for me to get with
Grab the ashtray and a lighter and get straight to the point
So I can hit a joint
Aw, shit
Now I'm all Fantasy Island
Where man game gone when I'm playing with his ding dong
Man, if you're gonna give it to me
So I whisper in his ears, it's all clear, say do me
There's a little bird calling my name
I took a look around, and my lover met a new flame
So I sit in the heat 'cause it feels good
While on my mind I'm a tropical neighborhood
I see a little monkey on a vine
Swinging closer to me and he hands me a glass of wine
I take a sweet sip and lay back
Trying to figure out where Babygirl and Jazz is at
Could have sworn they was just here chilling
Fuck it, 'cause those hoes is grown women
I'm in a tropical paradise all by myself
Without a care in the world, like a little girl
I feel a tiny hunger pain inside
So I get a piece of fruit, but it vanishes before my eyes
Could I be hallucinating?
Or am I out of my mind, getting teased by the High Timez

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Great Tazte - Lezz Fillaz

(sound of man performing cunnilingus)

Verse 1:
My pussy's oh so hot, and I'm so energetic
I'm laying with my legs spread, I'm waiting for you to wet it
Quick is how I want it, when you suck my thong
It's like a sip of Miller's, Great Tazte but Lezz Fillaz
The flavor, got a nigga fiending
Licking up and down, about to drown, and you've got a hoe screaming
So don't try to front like you don't like to drink
Open up the lips so you can lick the pearly pink
I count down the seconds to the hour
How do you tell a bitch from a hoe, a hoe is sweet, never sour
If you're slightly shy, don't be nervous, it's OK to slurp
I'm a pat you you on your back and make you burp
Get your grub on, don't worry about the aftertaste
You've heard of Puss 'N Boots, well this is pussy in your face
And for dessert, I'll serve my ass on a plate
And you can smile from cheek to cheek, now don't it taste great

(sound of man performing cunnilingus)

Verse 2:
Pool play's not needed 'cause I've been wet
So play like Monie in the middle and get your chin wet
And when I'm creaming down your throat, you can gargle like it's Scope
So that I know a tongue fuck is in effect
So let's get down to the nitty gritty, oops I  meant to say the pink and pretty
But better yet still the brown and shitty
'Cause there won't be a pause for you to drop your drawers
If you don't go down and do puss any
Suck it up, lick it up, and baste it
It cost your ass so great, you don't want to waste it
And you said you don't eat pussy, sucker
But if you ask me you 'bout a lying motherfucker
'Cause your tongue is like a sponge, and it's sucking up my cum
I guess a nigga must have really wanted some
So pop that pussy on a pillow, and you can eat it all day
'Cause it Great Tazte with Lezz Fillaz

(sound of man performing cunnilingus)

Verse 3:
Now here's a trick to make the flavor last
Add a spread of honey butter or a sprinkle of Mrs Dash
So mister mister mister masterbator
I guess you better fill it up now, 'cause daddy's filling up later
Aw, you know he's got the big lips
You be smiling cheek to cheek, and he'll be smiling hip to hip
And he's kind of like Greg Louganis
'Cause he's real quick to dive tongue first into my anus
Matter of fact, come to think about it, get your ass on
I''m 'bout to get your daddy on the phone
And I don't even have to leave to
See him face to face, just put the pussy up to the receiver
'Cause he knows how to reach out and touch me
Goddam, I think he needs to work for GTE
As an operator, 'cause he knows how to operate
When he sucks my pussy, the flavor tastes great

(sound of man performing cunnilingus)

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