เนื้อเพลง Housewife - Dr. Dre
เนื้อเพลง Housewife
[Chorus: Kurupt]
Now this this is one of them occasions
where the homies not doin it right
I mean he found him a hoe that he like
But you can't make a hoe a Housewife
And when it all boils down you gonna find in the end
a b*tch is a b*tch, but a Dogg is a man's best friend
So what you found you a hoe that you like
But you can't make a hoe a housewife (wife)
[Dr. Dre]
I mostly sold d*ck while I packed a gold clip
Worked my money-maker, she got paper, she bout to trip
(Where the f*ck is my money?) I cannot G guilty
You pimpin strong, but comin home, to sheets that be filthy
She on the dillzy, I take advantage
All up in them panties, I got this b*tch speakin Spanish
I'm mannish - get yo' nails out my back
Sl*t I'm bout to nut and get up, go scrub yo' cat
Learn the player rules, this is how I play a dude
Might not be a freak, but she got on the choosin shoes
Dollar signs are folded, I can't control it
Tryin to leave her, beeper just exploded
She sweatin me, won't let me, broad turned fraud
Now she on this d*ck huh, got her turnin tricks huh
Man it's a trip I don't trip I'm in yo' Lexus flexin
I left her up in Dallas, Texas - assed-out
[Chorus]
[Hittman]
Naw hoe is short for honey, almost had her Wailin like Bunny
Tellin tales of bein pregnant, catchin Norstrom sales with abortion money
I spotted her, seen her with my n*gga when I shot at her
Now we got beef, he caught up in the hoe's *rotica
Exotic - she's psychotic, rockin his Nautica
Soon he'll need antibiotics (s*cka b*tch)
Name a sexual disease, she got it like Sam Goody
You be like, "Damn how could she hit me off with chlamydia?"
Fool I pity ya
We live in the city off, ballers
with more bouncin than a Zapp, she will doo-wah-diddy-ya
Prettier to grittier, the wittier can get her
to the Hotel, Niko, on some Sauve sh*t like, Rico
That's when I caught a Vision like Coleco
A high-post hoe, a perfect way for me to keep dough
Huh, have her sellin ass on Bronson Ave. and Pico
[Kurupt]
At the ho-tel, mo-tel, or the Holiday Inn (say what n*gga?)
I said if that b*tch keep f*ckin up (beotch) then we'll f*ck her friends
I said I dip, dive, what can I say?
N*ggaz need to stop f*ckin with O.J.
Some n*ggaz bang blood, some n*ggaz bang crip
And b*tches ain't sh*t but hoes and tricks
I had to dream of hoes, I had to scream at hoes
I seen my hoes in all kinds of clothes
Lil' Almond Joy, I truly enjoy
if you blew my balls, right through my drawers
Come back to the mansion, chill at the spot
From the way she was blowin, I know she does it a lot
I have a eight-and-a-half, nine-and-three-quarters
The hoe started callin when I started boss ballin
Gimme some head, gimme some ass (uh-huh)
Gimme some cash, pass it to Daz
Pass it to Snoop, or pass it to Nate
Hoes eat d*ck like eggs and steak
That ain't sh*t new, I thought you knew (what?)
I knew you would, you wish you could
break a G down, break me down
But I'ma see you on the rebound (what what?) D.P. style
[Chorus]
[door slams]
[D.O.C.]
Lil' 1/2 Dead
[1/2 Dead??]
Lil' 1/2 Dead the money jumped out to say
ol' Snoop Dogg on the look out boy?
[D.O.C.]
Yeahhh
[some hoe]
He gotta be MORE than 1/2 Dead
if he don't fill my motherf*ckin drink up!
[1/2 Dead??]
Or fill your motherf*ckin mouth up
[D.O.C.]
Ahhhhhh-HAHAhahahahAHAHH
[some hoe]
I don't think so!!