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dr dre - housewife lyrics

“housewife”
(feat. kurupt & hittman)

[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 – -ssed-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-gg- when i shot at her
now we got beef, he caught up in the hoe’s erotica
exotic – she’s psychotic, rockin his nautica
soon he’ll need antibiotics (sucka b-tch)
name a s-xual disease, she got it like sam goody
you be like, “d-mn 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 -ss on bronson ave. and pico

[kurupt]
at the ho-tel, mo-tel, or the holiday inn (say what n-gg-?)
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-gg-z need to stop f-ckin with o.j.
some n-gg-z bang blood, some n-gg-z 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 b-lls, 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 -ss (uh-huh)
gimme some cash, p-ss it to daz
p-ss it to snoop, or p-ss 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!!

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