Outkast - We Luv Deez Hoez Lyrics
[hook: repeat 2x]From the weave to the fake eyesTo the fake nails, down to the toesHa ha ha ha! we luv deez hoezHa ha ha ha! we luv deez hoez[big boi]Dont lie you love them, if you dont you like them hoez a whole lotJust like your mama sunday cookin turkey necks in the potYou ready to drop your load like prop planes be droppin that cocaineYou ready to turn your fro, from natural straight to a cold waveDat hoe name betty big shoez, she wore them herman monster heelsPopped a pill, now shes in your coupe de ville, passenger seatI made her eat my meat while I was rubbin her coochieInjection in her top and bottom lip straight from her bootySo do re, blow me, fa so la ti da ha Im tellin the truthYou suckin your tooth you treatin her like a star boyFrom a figueroa to a herringboneFrom droppin her off to takin her homeShe tried to pull my rubber off with her ***** muscles that was wrongThe ***** is no good like lesbians with no tonguesYou *****ed around and knocked her up and now you say she the oneNigga you dumb, you should have pulled it out and squirted on her eyelashAnd let her face be holdin the baby, now she after yo ass!Yeah, I told yall niggazAbout God damn takin them hoez to the teacake factoryLettin them hoez order strawberry lemonade and popcorn shrimpsThey aint goin do nuthinBut try to take all your mother*****in cheese! (yeah!)[hook] 2x[backbone]Ay, ay, whats up lil girl I see you workin them valenteShe walk wit a fly sashayLook here say, Im just a fat face I come through swervin (ay, ay)You love the way the leather grippin your buttConversation kill em, drippin em upRelax shawty, oh lordy, I quote the factsWhippin convertible with daddy fat saxI stay g sharp as a note of musicCall me fresh baked bread, make em brawd lose itIm just sayin they just cant stand to see me execute game planI slow it down, she like it - speed it upShe polked it out, beat it up like thatHit em from the back, bully quote the vocabulary[hook] 2x[big gipp]Yeah, yeah, gipp keep it double locoMet up in caf? intermezzo for some late night pastyConversation hasty cuz I was ready to dipSweatsuit velour so I ordered kahluaFell in, hit her with the gun hoseLeft her with the pokahose, got up and didnt say goodbyeHer face wrinkle up and frozeWhy you leavin so soon, supposed tooAnd aint no question about thatThey call me big gipp on the southsideMr. get down in the vains so whats the wordDont fall in love with good *****Off the top better leave for two mothsCome back and pop study the shit[hook] 2x
