Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Watch Dees Hoes, artist - Master P.
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Song language: English
Watch Dees Hoes |
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 |
Fools PH’in, rollin on Dayton’s, but you better watch dees hoes x2 |
(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 |
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 |
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 ho 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 |
Damn, yall niggas better be watchin these old bitches |
That be tryin to get a nigga for cabbage and cornbread |
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 |