Luniz - Handcuff Your Hoes Lyrics
(chorus: the luniz)Handcuff your hoes, the girl is yoursHandcuff your hoes, if the girl is yoursHandcuff your hoes, if the girl is yoursHandcu-u-u-ff your hoes(numskull)This rap here goes to all you player hatersHand cuff your hoes, that goes to all you captain save-hersMe, my major industries gold teeth and diamondsBeen grindin for nine and half years now Im rhyminReclinin meal tickets couldnt be lookin me in the eyeIm sigh now, clown that ass like saturday night live (whhhyyyy!)Because Im all between they wifes thighsBut all jokes aside I yoke the ride and roll the weed up at the same timeWhile I drive I cross my heart and hope to dieHella high, its the mobb blowin greenery till we dieSo haters do me a favor, handcuff your briideI creep through when your husbands at the jobMany hunners got players, baby mammas feedin me all kindsOf hibachi shrimp and I dont even rock versacci pimpin dudesBut when Im through, you never knew I touched herGot her screamin loud as hell like chris tucker (aaaaah!)Handcuff your hoes(the luniz)When I step in the house (niggas snatch they hoes up quickly)Niggas start breakin out (cause they all wanna get with me)Cause they know they hoes aint faithful (and my eyes is on them all)And Ill snatch them if Im able (hey, put this lighter on the balls)Olly-olly-oxenfree, dont hesitate to give your hoes to me(numskull)Uh, Im used to stabbin top notch and border coochiesJust big booty, firm casabas, preferably groupies (with big thiiighs!)Makin em ride they self up the wall easyOff the expecting them, feel breezyDo me a favor, take your hoes (home)Before you find your breezy (gone)Itll be for life, only players when Im beerin atI want the better things in lifeNice, he aint hearin thatI aint the nigga to be buyin *****es clothesThey know that and still keepSo handcuff your hoes (handcuff your hoes)(chorus: the luniz)Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yoursHandcuff your hoes, the girl is yoursHandcuff your hoes, if the girl is yoursHandcu-u-u-ff your hoes (your hoes)(yukmouth)Hey mrs. big butt (why you always cry? )She fight all the time (oh my, my, my)Hes been cheatin on you, but dont worry, please dry your eyesJust take a ride with smoke-a-lot, the master of high(how hiiggh!), high enough to kiss the sky, on the realI wonder why beautiful girls date fat guysHe must got his cape on tight, oh look up in the sky(whhhyyy!), now thats a captain save-her fo sureMe being like that no, no, no, no, noI know some hoes dont want to be a dumb-dummyBut dont play around and disrespect my moneyLike a gun Ill take you awayAnd if you niggas act a fool, Ill spray you with the akJust let me take the hoe (and go peacefully)Let me skip into the sunset (like tweed-de-lee-de-lee)I like to come and so do youIf you can take one nut then you can take twoAnd its true, we likes to party (to party!)We likes to party(chorus: the luniz)Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yoursHandcuff your hoes, if the girl is yoursHandcuff your hoes, if the girl is yoursHandcu-u-u-ff your hoes (your hoes)Handcuff your hoes, the girl is yoursHandcuff your hoes, if the girl is yoursHandcuff your hoes, if the girl is yoursHandcu-u-u-ff your hoes (your hoes), Im breezy
