Ho`s A Housewife lyrics

Artist  : Kurupt 
Song : Ho`s A Housewife



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* other than an opening skit (irrelevant) this is
the EXACT
same song as appears on Dr. Dre's
+Chronic 2001+ as "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 bitch is a bitch, 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 dick while I packed a gold clip
Worked my
money-maker, she got paper, she bout to
trip
(Where the fuck 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 bitch speakin Spanish
I'm mannish - get
yo' nails out my back
Slut 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 dick 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 nigga 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
bitch)
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 shit 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 nigga?)
I said if
that bitch keep fuckin up (beotch) then we'll
fuck her friends
I said I dip, dive, what can
I say?
Niggaz need to stop fuckin with
O.J.
Some niggaz bang blood, some niggaz bang
crip
And bitches ain't shit 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
See hoes eat dick like eggs and
steak
It ain't shit 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