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mac dre - hoes we like lyrics

[intro]
h-llo?
(who is this?)
willis
(wills who?)
will this d-ck fit in your mouth!

[pre verse 1: rockwilder]
uh, hey what’s up?
this rockwilder with sleep d and mac driznay
and we finna talk about these hoes we like

[verse 1: mac dre]
big pimping jumping off
she f-ck with me she got to call
dollars up, swallow nut
i want a top notch b-tch with a lot of b-tt
two on one, ménage à trois
suck a [?] through a coffee straw
them the hoes i like to f-ck
taller sitting down then he is sitting up
good job, game to give
she can’t be broke with a gang of kids
i can do bad on my own
some of them hoes say, “ou he wrong”
punk b-tch get sliced in as bait
come around me with all that fake
i like hoes with pretty toes
don’t need makeup or pantyhose
h-lla saucy, sweetest dame
kinda square, h-lla fame
a b-tch with money is necessary
i want a bank tellers and secretaries
hustlers, c-m guzzlers, come ride on these nuts
these are the hoes that we like to f-ck

[pre verse 2]
yo we ain’t f-cking any of you [?]
you know who you be
-ss smelling real rashy
like wet wood, yeah
that -ss be wetter then that puss
that -ss be the part of your body that you need to dush
you know who you be
brown banana eating b-tch

[verse 2: sleep dank]
yeah, mr. gambini b-tch, i’m in your area code
f-ck what a cheap n-gg- holler, i’m taking the dough
i’m hollering twosome, the gambler, the slick type, snitch type, weed like
all up in a b-tch n-gg- d. rice
what it be like, f-cking the puss, dropping her off
what you know about me? sleep dank breaking her off
keep her packed petty, lay the puss and get to swallow duck
drinking the puss keep my pocket stuffed
b-tch i’m [?] smoke
b-tch you f-ck with square n-gg-s, dollar joes
i fondle hoes that [?]
she got my posters on the wall
[?] clinging to these b-lls
type of b-tch i like ’em fireproof
i strive too, convicted felon, cracking you n-gg-s safe with [?]
hook my celly up, pick me up in the clean q45
intelligent, [?] hairstyle
rocking the gucci fit, man this suit is sick
talking about some [?] sh-t
but see i never split the dough with the hoe
you know?

[pre verse 3]
yeah b-tch coming at you two cent funky hoes
you know what i’m saying?
i’m talking about getting bomb booty
i mean getting bomb booty, getting it big
you know what i’m saying?
tight pantyhose and all that, though
you know what i’m saying
we coming at y’all like this
round me outside
rowdy outside baby
man, i want a b-tch with one eye and one leg
and a gang of money

[verse 3: mac dre]
a want a big dollar freak, across the board
with a gang of ye all the way from florida
when i say get up, she get to hopping
soft as cotton, booty big -ss stockton
shirley temples, dimples, no pimples
do what i say, plain and simple
no arguing, ’cause i r-u-n
the whole show, i let a hoe know
if she don’t feel me, i will get felt
when i tell a breez-nitty to get my belt
skimpy thongs make her love the song
she will hit a backwood, but she love a bong
them the hoes i like to g
romped the f-ck o-u-t
b-tches with riches, come ride on these nuts
these are the hoes that i like to f-ck

[outro]
yeah, one mo in this motherf-cker
this decon, owner of this b-tch
you ain’t the one
[?] get with it or quit it you tramp
you ain’t know i see you out there with your helmet on
[?]
both of you need to be selling though, for real
get my [?] b-tch, uh and i’m out
f-ck that n-gg-, ain’t no more takes or nothing

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