Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song H*es Into Housewives, artist - St SpittinDate of issue: 27.05.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
H*es Into Housewives |
| ST what’s happening |
| Wayne shit nigga D-Lo |
| Look, look |
| D-Lo go crazy, straitjacket |
| Bad bitch on dick, straight ratchet |
| Trendsetter, yall be on that body shit |
| Your bitch on my dick cause she heard me on the Tyga shit |
| I could turn a housewife into a ho bitch |
| I could turn a broke bitch into a gold bitch |
| It’s like a full time job not to kill niggas |
| And I be missing worked, fucked around and got him merked |
| Rude boy DB I got a bad mouth |
| Every bitch I ever had I made them cash out |
| Wow, yeah you know I’m rocking two chains |
| Two bitches on my dick I call that two brains |
| Yeah I live the fast life call me Hussein |
| B-B-Boat nigga, I’m chasing dope nigga |
| I getting rap money aka trap money |
| One show that’s like a brick worth of crack money |
| You can’t turn hoes into housewives |
| Hoes into housewives, hoes into housewives |
| You can’t turn hoes into housewives |
| Hoes into housewives, hoes into housewives |
| You can’t turn hoes into housewives, freaks to a geek |
| Bop’s to a topnotch freaks on a leak |
| Hoes into housewives, freaks and the geeks |
| Bop’s to a topnotch freaks on a leak |
| Big stunts, bigger blunts niggas front |
| Like it’s all I don’t they play, but we got a bigger lunch |
| When I touchdown ladies wanna kick it like a punt |
| Hut hut one two, she ready to come through |
| And do what I want to, the liquor just runs through |
| Her body, now she popping and busting like guns do |
| It’s ST Spittin, D-Lo and young Su |
| You niggas be handcuffing them rippers you dumb fools |
| I’m cool |
| You jocking cause she put in her mouth I |
| Got you on line, you wanna make her the housewife |
| But she ain’t the spouse type |
| Ripping and dipping ho about no pimping |
| Really you tripping catching them feelings |
| All because of a feeling you love her that is forbidden |
| Wild life she living, ready you getting willing |
| I’m appealing that’s a given, don’t mind fucking her sipping |
| Then I gotta go |
| No cup caking, no feeling |
| Hoes to a housewives, pussy fat mouth tight |
| Got her own crib car flat screen wifi |
| Check a nigga Email, she trying to be my female |
| But she can’t be the GF, I keep that on the DL |
| It’s young Suzy baby, ST D-Lo |
| She black Filipino, got chips like its Reno |
| She skips she John lo freak o |
| Can’t never ever wife she know all my migos |
| Came through pulling hoes, balling Chris Mullin hoes |
| Know that everything I do is always undercover though |
| I came across the mother load, she don’t ever come alone |
| Baby got a big booty take that you can stumble on (Aye) |
| And that’s too real |
| She said she wanna sign me, I’ma need like 2-mill |
| Make your baby tell me what I want like Drew Hill |
| Drop it to the ground girl pop it like a E pill |