[Intro]
All the hoes in the say “me” if you’re down with AMG
All the n*ggas in the house say “ho” ‘cause, yo, here we go
[Verse 1]
Shazam, the G is who I am
I like girls with long hair and big derrieres
Some people try to label me a nut, but hey
You are what you bust
‘Cause every time I see a freak I think I wanna freak her
Like every time I see a mic, I’m looking for the speaker
But that’s another story to tell
And right about now I got records to sell
And b*tches wanna give me the pus*y like it ain’t nothin’
And I’ll be huffin’ and puffin’ while I’m steady stuffin’
di*k into their mouth, into their coochie or their anus
n*ggas are dogs—hey, can you play with us?
And after I f*ck, yo, I don’t know ya
Respect you not as soon as the panties drop
‘Cause you ain’t really nothin’ to me
A b*tch, but you gave me pus*y for free
So give a dog a bone
[Chorus]
Givva dogga bone, givva dogga bone
Givva dogga bone, baby baby baby, givva dogga bone
[Verse 2]
Part two, back in the day I got dumber
f*ckin’ number leavin’ with a fake phone number
‘Cause that’s how a n*gga was livin’ like
Treat ‘em like they wanna be treated? Yeah, right
‘Cause a b*tch’ll run you over in a minute
Get your ass sprung on a pus*y and now you did it
Now you’re doing everything for the hoe
While she out f*ckin’ another n*ggaro
But G ain’t even for that bullsh*t
You better hit of the sh*t you was f*ckin’ with
‘Cause you ain’t even coming for roni
n*ggas are n*ggas and hoes are hoeing
Like I said on my last song, my di*k is long
And I can slang my muthaf*ckin’ thang like cocaine
And if you ever ever ask on my name
Save up your money ‘cause you got strung
So givva dogga bone
[Chorus]
Givva dogga bone, givva dogga bone
Givva dogga bone, baby baby baby, givva dogga bone
[Interlude over Chorus]
We got Boss in the house, we got DJ Quik in the house
We got Second II None in the house, we got…
[Verse 3]
b*tches and hoes are like new clothes
Yo, once your sport ‘em, you wish you ever bought ‘em
But I play hoes like a banjo, I f*ck ‘em and I f*ck ‘em
You say a little something while I’m nuttin’ on they belly button
Just to think, if a b*tch had a di*k
She would probably try to f*ck a n*gga and jet quick
Just like a n*gga would do
Hoes ain’t true, and n*ggas, that’s you, too
But the b*tches are talkin’ the most
n*ggas ain’t sh*t—well, you’re kinda close
Just remember, the next time you’re getting f*cked
You think the n*gga’s in love? Well, don’t press your luck
Because pus*y ain’t nothin’ but a hole
And most b*tches ain’t nothin’ but hoes
Don’t forget that fact when you’re laying on your back
b*tch, and remember to moan when you give a dog a bone
[Chorus (Repeat until end)]
Givva dogga bone, givva dogga bone
Givva dogga bone, baby baby baby, givva dogga bone
[Outro over Chorus]
b*tch, for the ’91 and ’92, AMG is in the muthaf*ckin’ house
Giving di*k to the hoes as prince grows
Peace