Lyrics Language: Scots Song writer/composer(s): George Clinton, Philippe Wynn, Percy Miller, Raymond Poole
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Master PWatch Dees Hoes Lyrics:
[Master P]
Check this out playa.
These niggas be quick to check another
playa ya know what I'm sayin?
But see that big booty bitch them niggas be rollin with?
That bitch that they be buying all that jewelry for
and gettin they hair fixed.
That's goin be that bitch that's gonna get em killed
if they don't watch what they doin.
Ya know what I'm sayin?
See what I'm sayin though.
You gotta watch these old cornroll head bitches man.
[Mo B. Dick]
Chorus
Fools PH'in, rollin on Dayton's, but
you better watch dees hoes x2
[Master P]
(Some of these hoes jack)
Wendy look cool but this is a bad move
Jump in your Benz and pick up another dude
Ain't that some shit G
That bitch say she loves you now she loves me
And the game get wicked
She only fuckin with a nigga cause you slangin chicken
And if you was broke then you would know
That bitch only hangin with a nigga cause he slang dough
And wipe off that develish grin
Cause when you dead and gone she'll
be fuckin your best friend
Now that's kinda hectic
Make me wanna pop a bitch neck and move back to Texas
[Mo B. Dick]
Chorus x2
[Silkk]
Um, well some of these niggas will jack
but these hoes a jack too
They be like lemme borrow your pencil so you can jack who
Now um what, a nigga like me TRU
so I don't play that game that you hoes play
But I won't stay where you stay
Now this be the time where the 9 be like buckin
I gots no time to play I use these hoes when I be duckin
Fuck what, these hoes be like
scandelous, I don't understand it
Niggas be riding by my SEL, some of
these hoes be like man it
When Silkk be at the crib countin my stack up
Bangin my sack up, you hoes better back up
before I leave you jacked up
[Mo B. Dick]
Chorus x2
[Mr. Serv-On]
Do you see what I see
Along with Silkk and P
Do you know what I know
Definately not click clack goes that glock
I'll be damned if I'm gonna let some
hoe hit me for my Prego nots
Once I hit that G spot, you know I'm
long like some stretch pots
I ain't trippin if some hoes look like Robin Givens
I'm shootin a three to the grill like Scottie Pippen
Hell yeah I'm trippin
My homie got his wig split on a pussy trip
Since then hoes and money and
pussy can never be my friend
We can fuck till the end and when the morning comes
If you flakin bitch I'm a leave your
whole fuckin body shaking
[Master P]
Damn, yall niggas better be watchin these old bitches
that be tryin to get a nigga for cabbage and cornbread.
[Mo B. Dick]
Chorus x2
[Tre-8]
Now since I'm gettin paid a gang
of bitches wanna sweat me
Claimin that they pregnant and them hoes just met me
I hate to bust your bubble and I
hope your not emberrassed
But I only fucked you once so why
you talkin bout marriage
I only hit and run bitch I'm too young to chill
And I never say I love ya cause I know it ain't for real
So chill with that dumb shit cause
I'm the one that run shit
And I ain't even try to hear that
stupid shit you come with
Dumb bitch
I guess you figure I'm a pimp right
So don't playa hate me, bitches get your shit tight
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