Housewife Lyrics

Housewife lyrics

Chorus: kurupt

 

 Now this this is one of them occasions

 Where the homies not doin it right

 I mean he found him a hoe that he like

 But you can't make a hoe a housewife

 And when it all boils down you gonna find in the end

 A bitch is a bitch, but a dogg is a man's best friend

 So what you found you a hoe that you like

 But you can't make a hoe a housewife (wife)

 

 [dr. dre]

 I mostly sold dick while i packed a gold clip

 Worked my money-maker, she got paper, she bout to trip

 (where the fuck is my money?)  i cannot g guilty

 You pimpin strong, but comin home, to sheets that be filthy

 She on the dillzy, i take advantage

 All up in them panties, i got this bitch speakin spanish

 I'm mannish - get yo' nails out my back

 Slut i'm bout to nut and get up, go scrub yo' cat

 Learn the player rules, this is how i play a dude

 Might not be a freak, but she got on the choosin shoes

 Dollar signs are folded, i can't control it

 Tryin to leave her, beeper just exploded

 She sweatin me, won't let me, broad turned fraud

 Now she on this dick huh, got her turnin tricks huh

 Man it's a trip i don't trip i'm in yo' lexus flexin

 I left her up in dallas, texas - assed-out

 

 Chorus

 

 [hittman]

 Naw hoe is short for honey, almost had her wailin like bunny

 Tellin tales of bein pregnant, catchin norstrom sales with abortion money

 I spotted her, seen her with my nigga when i shot at her

 Now we got beef, he caught up in the hoe's erotica

 Exotic - she's psychotic, rockin his nautica

 Soon he'll need antibiotics (sucka bitch)

 Name a sexual disease, she got it like sam goody

 You be like, "damn how could she hit me off with chlamydia?"

 Fool i pity ya

 We live in the city off, ballers

 With more bouncin than a zapp, she will doo-wah-diddy-ya

 Prettier to grittier, the wittier can get her

 To the hotel, niko, on some sauve shit like, rico

 That's when i caught a vision like coleco

 A high-post hoe, a perfect way for me to keep dough

 Huh, have her sellin ass on bronson ave. and pico

 

 [kurupt]

 At the ho-tel, mo-tel, or the holiday inn (say what nigga?)

 I said if that bitch keep fuckin up (beotch) then we'll fuck her friends

 I said i dip, dive, what can i say?

 Niggaz need to stop fuckin with o.j.

 Some niggaz bang blood, some niggaz bang crip

 And bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

 I had to dream of hoes, i had to scream at hoes

 I seen my hoes in all kinds of clothes

 Lil' almond joy, i truly enjoy

 If you blew my balls, right through my drawers

 Come back to the mansion, chill at the spot

 From the way she was blowin, i know she does it a lot

 I have a eight-and-a-half, nine-and-three-quarters

 The hoe started callin when i started boss ballin

 Gimme some head, gimme some ass (uh-huh)

 Gimme some cash, pass it to daz

 Pass it to snoop, or pass it to nate

 Hoes eat dick like eggs and steak

 That ain't shit new, i thought you knew (what?)

 I knew you would, you wish you could

 Break a g down, break me down

 But i'ma see you on the rebound (what what?) d.p. style

 

 Chorus

 

 {*door slams*}

 

 [d.o.c.]

 Lil' 1/2 dead

 

 [1/2 dead??]

 Lil' 1/2 dead the money jumped out to say

 Ol' snoop dogg on the look out boy?

 

 [d.o.c.]

 Yeahhh

 

 [some hoe]

 He gotta be more than 1/2 dead

 If he don't fill my motherfuckin drink up!

 

 [1/2 dead??]

 Or fill your motherfuckin mouth up

 

 [d.o.c.]

 Ahhhhhh-hahahahahahahahh

 

 [some hoe]

 I don't think so!!