We Luv Deez Hoez (feat. Backbone & Big Gipp)

Ye-yeah

East Point in the house like this here

From the weave to the fake eyes

To the fake nails down to the toes

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes (Yeah)

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes

From the weave to the fake eyes

To the fake nails down to the toes

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes

Don't lie, you love them

If you don't, you like them hoes a whole lot

Just like your mama's Sunday cookin', turkey necks in the pot

You ready to drop your load like prop planes be dumpin' off that cocaine

Ready to turn your 'fro from natural straight to a cold wave

That ho name Betty Big Shoes, she wore them Herman Munster heels

Popped a pill, now she's in your Coupe de Ville

Passenger seat

I made her eat my meat while I was rubbin' her coochie

Injection in her top and bottom lip straight from her booty

Now do re, blow me, fa so la ti da, ha

I'm tellin' the truth, you suckin' your tooth

You treatin' her like a star, boy

Like a Figueroa in herringbone

From dropping her off to taking her home

She tried to pull my rubber off with her pussy muscles

That was wrong

The bitch is no good like lesbians with no tongue

You fucked around and knocked her up, and now you say she's the one

****, you dumb, you should have pulled it out and squirted it on her eyelash

And let her face be holdin' the baby, now she after your ass

Yeah, I told y'all **** 'bout goddamn takin' them hoes to the Cheesecake Factory

Lettin' them hoes order strawberry lemonade and popcorn shrimp

They ain't goin' do nothin' but try to get all your motherfuckin' cheese, yeah

From the weave to the fake eyes

To the fake nails down to the toes

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes

From the weave to the fake eyes

To the fake nails down to the toes

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes

Aye, aye

What's up, little girl? I see you workin' them Valente

She walk with a fly sashay

Look here, say

I'm Mr. Fat Face, I come through swervin'

You love the way the leather grippin' your butt

Conversation kill 'em, drippin' 'em up

Relax, shorty

Oh lordy, I quote the facts

Whippin' convertible with Daddy Fat Sax

I stay G sharp as a note of music

Call me fresh baked, bread make a broad lose it

I'm just sayin' they just can't stand to see me execute game plan

I slow it down, she like it, speed it up

She poke it out, I beat it up like that

Hit 'em from the back

Will increase the vocabulary

From the weave to the fake eyes

To the fake nails down to the toes

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes

From the weave to the fake eyes

To the fake nails down to the toes

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes

Yeah, yeah

Gipp keep it double loco

Met her up in Cafe Intermezzo for some late night pastry

Conversation hasty 'cause I was ready to dip

Sweatsuit velour so I ordered Kahlua

Fell in, hit her with the garden hose

Left her with the Poconos

Got up, didn't even say goodbye

Her face winkle up and froze

Why you leavin' so soon?

Supposed to and ain't no question 'bout that

They call me Big Gipp from the Southside

Mr. Get Down in the veins, so what's the word?

Don't fall in love with good pussy off the top

Better leave for two months come back and pop

Study the shit

From the weave to the fake eyes

To the fake nails down to the toes

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes

From the weave to the fake eyes

To the fake nails down to the toes

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes

Ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes