Dr Dre - Housewife Lyrics
Chorus: kuruptNow this this is one of them occasionsWhere the homies not doin it rightI mean he found him a hoe that he likeBut you cant make a hoe a housewifeAnd when it all boils down you gonna find in the endA ***** is a *****, but a dogg is a mans best friendSo what you found you a hoe that you likeBut you cant make a hoe a housewife (wife)[dr. dre]I mostly sold dick while I packed a gold clipWorked my money-maker, she got paper, she bout to trip(where the ***** is my money? ) I cannot g guiltyYou pimpin strong, but comin home, to sheets that be filthyShe on the dillzy, I take advantageAll up in them panties, I got this ***** speakin spanishIm mannish - get yo nails out my backSlut Im bout to nut and get up, go scrub yo catLearn the player rules, this is how I play a dudeMight not be a freak, but she got on the choosin shoesDollar signs are folded, I cant control itTryin to leave her, beeper just explodedShe sweatin me, wont let me, broad turned fraudNow she on this dick huh, got her turnin tricks huhMan its a trip I dont trip Im in yo lexus flexinI left her up in dallas, texas - assed-outChorus[hittman]Naw hoe is short for honey, almost had her wailin like bunnyTellin tales of bein pregnant, catchin norstrom sales with abortion moneyI spotted her, seen her with my nigga when I shot at herNow we got beef, he caught up in the hoes eroticaExotic - shes psychotic, rockin his nauticaSoon hell need antibiotics (sucka *****)Name a sexual disease, she got it like sam goodyYou be like, damn how could she hit me off with chlamydia?Fool I pity yaWe live in the city off, ballersWith more bouncin than a zapp, she will doo-wah-diddy-yaPrettier to grittier, the wittier can get herTo the hotel, niko, on some sauve shit like, ricoThats when I caught a vision like colecoA high-post hoe, a perfect way for me to keep doughHuh, 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 ***** keep *****in up (beotch) then well ***** her friendsI said I dip, dive, what can I say?Niggaz need to stop *****in with o.j.Some niggaz bang blood, some niggaz bang cripAnd *****es aint shit but hoes and tricksI had to dream of hoes, I had to scream at hoesI seen my hoes in all kinds of clothesLil almond joy, I truly enjoyIf you blew my balls, right through my drawersCome back to the mansion, chill at the spotFrom the way she was blowin, I know she does it a lotI have a eight-and-a-half, nine-and-three-quartersThe hoe started callin when I started boss ballinGimme some head, gimme some ass (uh-huh)Gimme some cash, pass it to dazPass it to snoop, or pass it to nateHoes eat dick like eggs and steakThat aint shit new, I thought you knew (what? )I knew you would, you wish you couldBreak a g down, break me downBut ima see you on the rebound (what what? ) d.p. styleChorus{*door slams*}[d.o.c.]Lil 1/2 dead[1/2 dead? ? ]Lil 1/2 dead the money jumped out to sayOl snoop dogg on the look out boy?[d.o.c.]Yeahhh[some hoe]He gotta be more than 1/2 deadIf he dont fill my mother*****in drink up![1/2 dead? ? ]Or fill your mother*****in mouth up[d.o.c.]Ahhhhhh-hahahahahahahahh[some hoe]I dont think so!!
