me come a knockin? bam, bam, bam I'm gonna take you pretty baby for hoe down time It's hoe down time It's hoe down time It's hoe down time ...
Vertaling: Guess Who. Hoe Down Time.
star Man like Ice-T 'pon the ?? man Come in star, one last time and teach dem bout reality Now watch dis, COME! [Ice-T] I met this girl who act like
matress, shut up Listen to ???, every bitch is a liar And worth shit but a blunt and a lighter.(Get high, bitch) (Versatile) I treat a bitch like a hoe, cause a hoe
like grandma cookies, Yeah call me the screen or the swine fixer, It's goin' down like the Catalina wine mixer, She goin' down like the hands on my time
me... Who's gonna ri-i-i-ide? Who's gonna ri-i-i-ide? Who's gonna ri-i-i-ide? Now that i'm gone Tell me who's gonna ri-i-i-ide? Who's gonna ri-i-i-ide
back And I did not stutter when I said that I'm going platinum, sellin' rhymes I went platinum, seven times And still they ill, they wanna see us fry I guess
ears to the streets, what you gonna tell us? You keep talkin' down, girl, you sound like you jealous This is the last time, I know I'm 'bout to drive you crazy Last time
'm handlin' the shit And I split in the midst of the darkness Consider me heartless, oh yes, Flesh be runnin' a hoe check Betta check ya Rolex, ya timed
deception and they lies I'd rather keep my jim' in my shorts than save a hoe I have to go and serve state time There's always somebody talkin' 'bout
buy some drinks, call up some hoes if you will I see it nothin' but a party ya'll, I guess I'm the host Ain't nobody got no mo weed, it time to smoke
Man I met this chick so fine So bad, she made me sick some time I just had to fuck this bitch one time I met her in the galleria shopping, buying Gifts
spoon Tryna make me forty thousand and move Motels, star-studded, rock stars and goons Plain clothes wanna run in my room And guess who's, guess who'
fuckin one hoe, and in comes another bitch So now I'm jackbonin two hoes Who's the nigga in the Kamurshol? Fuck, nigga, who knows? She musta knew the
like I'm playing? I'ma be down 'til I get laid down All the ex-real niggaz would've still be real Only if they would've stayed down But these my blues
'm in the polo rounds, polo down Feelin' like when Tony put Manolo down Y'all know who control the town Guess who's coming to dinner, mighty D?block Guess who
with it (100 with it) who spit it like I spit it "NOBODY" nigga's sickening hoe's too and dey like it (dey like it) put gasoline on fire des hoe's will
[Intro: Too $hort (& Cutty)] Nasty bee-yatch (let's go niggaz don't know what to deal a hoe) You just a tramp hoe [Chorus: Cutty Cartel] No I don't like
