A Hoe B-4 Tha Homie - Ice Cube, King Tee

Yo nigga, let’s go scoop up some of these hoes at the 'Paradise', man

Hey man, ah — I’m engaged now, man

What?

I’m engaged

To that bitch?

Aw man, don’t be talkin about my woman like that

Oh, now you’re gon' trip on me

Wait, wait, hold up, hold up

How you gon' go and put a hoe before me?

When I’m the one that helped your broke ass on the streets

'Damn, I’m starvin, what you got to eat?

I’m short, I need a place to sleep'

Oh, but amnesia, that damn skeezer

Made you forget who was down witcha

I thought birds of a feather flock together

And don’t a damn thing change but the weather

But now I know the real, I guess I had it all wrong

We used to hit the Ides until the shit was all gone

Where was she when you needed niggas off your ass

And who’d you come to get to go blast?

Not that once-a-month-bleedin, always on her knees

Suckin every Tom, Dick and Harry like a berry

I seen her with a trick at the Motel 6

And you still tryin to get that bitch afro fixed

She got you by the nuts, playin' with your wiener

Wrapped around her finger when the last time you seen her

Well, when you do, bust her lip

And if you don’t, you’se a bitch

So sit down when you piss, muthafucka

(It's a shame, but it ain’t no thang to me) --] Deadly Threat

The bitch got you gone, talkin on a phone

Tellin muthafuckas when you see me, it’s on

But little do he know that she a zero

And I’m still her favorite superhero

See, I got the 411 on a hoe

Just like I was tellin you before

You’re just a piece of the mission

Guess where her lips been?

I told you don’t be kissin, but you don’t listen

Yeah, Jaws (Jaws) Jaws the only hoe I ever saw

That could suck a basketball through a straw

She don’t like niggas with Nissan trucks

Unless they got the monster bumps

That’s right, honey bunny’s money-hungry

And she’ll frame ya, she’s out to getcha

Get the picture, cause the bitch’ll

Take you for a long-ass ride like the hitcher

So don’t be surprised if they find you in a ditch

With your guts hangin out lookin like Top Ramen

And when I see the bitch, I’m bombin

Cause she’s a false tenderoni, plus tossed bologna

And she ain’t your hoe, she’s a hoe

Don’t put a hoe before the homie

(A yo bitch, you better tell em) --] Ice Cube

Who’s wearin the pants, who’s wearin the pants, nigga?

If you ask me, I think that her dick is bigger

Than your little dick, and I’m tellin you, Jay

The bitch got you locked down like Pelican’s Bay

Now I told you if you fuck with the hoe

She’s guaranteed to have you trippin

And me and you set-trippin

I told my muthafuckin crew

To kidnap the hoe, and they came back with you

I can’t fade a nigga that’s bitch-made

Kool-Aid pumpin, tell a bitch somethin

She’ll have your ass cookin dinner

While she’s lettin every nigga in her hood run up in her

Got you runnin like Bruce Jenner, and the hoe be

Pussy-whippin your ass like Toby

Now you act like you don’t know me

Only a mark’ll put a ho before the homies

One of these muthafucka’s different

Yeah

Tell me a secret

Not just any secret

Just answer one question for me, baby:

Do you love me?

I love you

Very, very, very, very much

Baby

Can I come pick you up and take you shoppin?

Spend all my money…

Soon as I get home from work

I love you

I love you