Play That Hoe

(álbum: Bass-Ment Cuts - 1991)

"Play that fucking ho!"
"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this? Whose is it?"
"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this?"
"This is yours, yours, yours"

Excuse me, bitch, I don't mean to trouble you
Can you guess the beat? Yeah, it's EMW
The Inner City Posse's getting fucked up
It's the Faygo and the OE getting sucked up
Bitches putting me in a bad mood
'Cause I was itching on my nuts and her saying that it's rude
The ho said "That's disgusting, J"
Don't worry about it, bitch, 'cause you'll be sucking on 'em anyway
Mind your own, sewer freaks
She storming out the house mad, and I'm staring at their buttcheek
When a bitch lets everyone hit it in the butt
She's always coming back with a fat gut
She's showing pictures, and then nothing was said
They all know it's mine 'cause the baby had a big forehead
I ain't no kind of daddy, ho
I'll be filling up its bottle with Faygo
You better get an abortion, no fucking doubt
Or I'ma reach down your throat and pull the mother fucker out
She's bitching and bitching, but I ignore it
And then she gonna ask me to fucking pay for it
I gave the ho an empty twelve-pack
Take your ass to the store and take a two-liter back
That's all I'll pay for, bitch, now get the fuck on, ho
Stick around, I got something you can suck on, yo

"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this? Whose is it?"
"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this?"
"This is yours, yours, yours"

Rolling down West Vernor, it's the same
I'm getting sick of seeing [?]'s God damn name
Spray painted on the walls all around you
It's a damn shame that the deadly doughnuts never found you
Latin Counts, Young Gun, and X-Men
The Cobra's will bring they ninety-eights down to ten
Yet the second the ICP shows they face
Billy clubs and handcuffs all over the place
Running from the [?] through the alleyway
They can't catch Violent crazy-ass motherfucking J
But I guess I wasn't so crazy this time
'Cause now I'm chilling in the back of car forty-nine
Sitting in a bull pin, I heard a switch
I looked up, and the cop was a fucking bitch
I jumped up and quickly started fronting
I said, "Baby, we can go out for doughnuts or somethin'"
She brought my [?] juice
If I could only get this bitch to cut me loose
She snuck in one night, and we started to rub
Next thing I know, I was fucking her with my billy club
I was out the next day, I called her on the phone
She said, "Hello, Joe," I said, "Bitch, fuck on"
I'm a free man now, so fuck you, ho
That's why I tried to tell you so, yo

"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this? Whose is it?"
"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this?"
"This is yours, yours, yours"

I'm a mack daddy, ho, there's no stopping me
I'm playing bitches like a motherfucking game of Monopoly
Take a look at my boy Nate the Mack
By the time he was twelve, he had your mother on her back
When you were growing up thinking love notes'll get her
I was at home fucking my babysitter
Bitch buy me a slice at Little Caesar's
You bitches, hoes, sluts, and skeezers
Hit it, quit it, and get away wit' it
You'd like it too, bitch, so why don't you fucking admit it
I forgot your name, so I'ma call you ho
When I snap, you'll answer to your uncle Joe
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
You're hanging on my dick 'cause I can make you rich
Yeah, okay, you can stay then at night
In the back, with the rest of them sewer rats
Well, you know we'll fuck in my bed, of course
But then I'll keep you in the back like a fucking horse
I'm finna head to the Faygo sto'
But remember, homie, you gotta play that ho

"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this? Whose is it?"
"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this?"
"This is yours, yours, yours"
"You bitch! Ain't that right, ghetto style?"
"Yeah"