Watch Deez Hoes lyrics

[Master P]
Check this out playa
These n*ggas be quick to check another playa ya know what I'm sayin?
But see that big booty b*tch them n*ggas be rollin with?
That b*tch that they be buying all that jewelry for
And gettin they hair fixed
That's goin be that b*tch that's gonna get em killed
If they don't watch what they doin
Ya know what I'm sayin?
See what I'm sayin though
You gotta watch these old cornroll head b*tches man

[Mo B. di*k]
Chorus
Fools PH'in, rollin on Dayton's, but you better watch dees hoes x2

[Master P]
(Some of these hoes jack)
Wendy look cool but this is a bad move
Jump in your Benz and pick up another dude
Ain't that some sh*t G
That b*tch say she loves you now she loves me
And the game get wicked
She only f*ckin with a n*gga cause you slangin chicken
And if you was broke then you would know
That b*tch only hangin with a n*gga cause he slang dough
And wipe off that develish grin
Cause when you dead and gone she'll be f*ckin your best friend
Now that's kinda hectic
Make me wanna pop a b*tch neck and move back to Texas
[Mo B. di*k]
Chorus x2

[Silkk]
Um, well some of these n*ggas will jack but these hoes a jack too
They be like lemme borrow your pencil so you can jack who
Now um what, a n*gga like me TRU
So I don't play that game that you hoes play
But I won't stay where you stay
Now this be the time where the 9 be like buckin
I gots no time to play I use these hoes when I be duckin
f*ck what, these hoes be like scandelous, I don't understand it
n*ggas be riding by my SEL, some of these hoes be like man it
When Silkk be at the crib countin my stack up
Bangin my sack up, you hoes better back up before I leave you jacked up

[Mo B. di*k]
Chorus x2

[Mr. Serv-On]
Do you see what I see
Along with Silkk and P
Do you know what I know
Definately not click clack goes that Glock
I'll be damned if I'm gonna let some ho hit me for my Prego nots
Once I hit that G spot, you know I'm long like some stretch pots
I ain't trippin if some hoes look like Robin Givens
I'm shootin a three to the grill like Scottie Pippen
Hell yeah I'm trippin
My homie got his wig split on a pus*y trip
Since then hoes and money and pus*y can never be my friend
We can f*ck till the end and when the morning comes
If you flakin b*tch I'm a leave your whole f*ckin body shaking
[Master P]
Damn, yall n*ggas better be watchin these old b*tches
That be tryin to get a n*gga for cabbage and cornbread

[Mo B. di*k]
Chorus x2

[Tre-8]
Now since I'm gettin paid a gang of b*tches wanna sweat me
Claimin that they pregnant and them hoes just met me
I hate to bust your bubble and I hope your not emberrassed
But I only f*cked you once so why you talkin bout marriage
I only hit and run b*tch I'm too young to chill
And I never say I love ya cause I know it ain't for real
So chill with that dumb sh*t cause I'm the one that run sh*t
And I ain't even try to hear that stupid sh*t you come with
Dumb b*tch
I guess you figure I'm a pimp right
So don't playa hate me, b*tches get your sh*t tight

[Mo B. di*k]
Chorus x2