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Lyrics for 'Bitches And Hos' by 'Geto Boys'
( Verse 1: Willie D )
No Sooner Than I Walk In The Club I'm Gettin Love From The Masses
Women Admirin My Baldhead And Glasses
They Makin Passes, I See They Asses, I'm Gettin Flirty
I Got That Liquor In My System Plus I'm Wild And Dirty
In My Pockets Is Tickets For The Rockets
Million Dollar Nigga From The Projects
I See No Logic In Niggas' Hate When I Ride Past
My .45 Sing Lullabyes To They Tired Ass
See Me, I Be A Candidate For Bustin
Don't Fuck Around Unless You Ready For The Repercussions
Baby Blushing, She Drives A Benz, But I Handle Em All
Sophisticated As Fuck, And She Ain't Wearin No Drawers
( Verse 2: Scarface )
I Met The Broad In The Parking Lot, Riding A 'stang
Pulled Her Way Up To Her Parking Spot, The Escalade
She Hesitated For A Minute, Then She Finally Stopped
When She Seen A Nigga Hollerin At Her Ridin A Drop
Out Her Car To My Passenger Side The Bitch Came
Say She In A Hurry This Time, But No Thang
Here's The Pager Number, I Can Call At Night
Rarely Ever Beeped A Bitch, But This Broad Was Tight
Better Yet Got The Cellular Number, She Seemed Changed
Diamonds 'bout The Size Of A Dime, And These Thangs
Tend To To Em Open, No Question And One Reason
That Diamonds Be A Girl's Best Friends, So I Treat Them
Like Bitches
( Verse 3: Tela )
These Bitches I Be Doin In, Hoes I Be Screwin, And
If She Talk About Her Friends, Then I Probably Flew Em In
What's A Man Troublin, Like Fuckin In A Bubble Benz
With Her Hair In The Wind, Sittin Up From The Rim
Gettin ????, Plenty Room, It Was In The Month Of June
I Was On Promotional, She Was Into Trickin Dudes
I'm No Dude, Or No Guy, But I Can Fuckin Get You High
I Won't Tell You Any Lie, I Don't Play With Any Mind
She Know About The L-o-t And How We Roll
She Know About The L-o-t And Say We All Cold
We Can Keep This On The We-know, We Meet Back In Rio
My Bitch And My Ho, My Half-black Philipino
You Know
Come On
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