These Hoes - Lord Infamous, La Chat

Like my nigga Chuck say, yo, and I quote

These hoes, these hoes, these hoes, these hoes

Infamous, when I’m approachin' a bitch

I don’t come at that ho with no chivalry

I’m having that bitch going off and damn

Must a bitch have all my dough on delivery?

Might as well get the shit out of your head

No escape, you can’t get yourself rid of this G

So walk yo' ass on down that boulevard, bitch

And don’t come back unless you got all of my cheese

I will pull out this damn .44 mag

And I will give your fuckin' head injury

Ho, I must tell ya, I won’t lose no damn sleep

After givin' yo' head a crease

Keyser Soze is a savage, hell no man

I’m more like a rabbit, this African beast

And when I start grippin' this fuckin' MAC-90

I will leave your body damn scattered in pieces

Like my nigga Chuck say, yo, and I quote

These hoes, these hoes, these hoes, these hoes

These niggas think they pimpin' but really, they be the bitches

Won’t you tell the truth?

You and your friend is on my trick list

Chat, I be the pimp, I be the mack, all that

I be the bitch you buyin' them Lacs

Be that bitch you brang them stacks, yeah

And I don’t love you boy, you already know the business

I barely like you but I love your finger-lickin'

Yeah, you the baller type, you wanna make a bitch a wife

You ain’t my type, I give you a night, that’s if you payin' right

Your credit card the only thing that makes my nipple hard

I swear you rather catch a charge before you let me charge

Cause I’m a dirty bitch, fuck that shit, might charge the trick

And, if his bitch ass wanna fuck, then charge his ass to jack his dick

See, I get paper from these niggas on a daily basis

And I’on’t fuck 'em but I’m quick to ride these niggas' faces

La Chat that bitch, I know you heard of me, lame

I’m acceptin' applications, won’t you come be my mane?

To say the least

I’m showin' a once-a-month bleedin' bitch no sympathy

Turn her upside down and shake it up till it all is empty

Scarecrow can show you no pity, punk-bitch

I want your punk ass pantyless

Murderous Memphis maniac

And I love to take hoes' innocence

Bounce some pimpin' on some gangsta shit

What’s a relationship?

Send a bitch across the country

To bring back my fuckin' grip

I can give a fuck about your sad ass puppy dog eyes

Bitch, you better get somewhere

And open up your fuckin' thighs

Like my nigga Chuck say, yo, and I quote

These hoes, these hoes, these hoes, these hoes