Dis b*tch, Dat Hoe lyrics

by

Three 6 Mafia


(Hook)
Dis, dis, d-dis, dis, dis, d-dis
Dis, dis, dis, d-dis, dis, dis, d-dis
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pus*y
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pus*y
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pus*y
Hoe, soakin' f*ckin' wet
Hoe, soakin' f*ckin' wet
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pus*y
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pus*y
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pus*y
Hoe, soakin' f*ckin' wet
Hoe, soakin' f*ckin' wet

(Project Pat)
Project Pat is in this mothaf*cka, I know n*ggas hate
I know n*ggas wanna see me some where starvin' for a plate
Cause they b*tches like to talk about us like they lick our balls
I don't never call that hoe and she love my dirty draws
I'm a North Memphis pimp so you better recognize
Let cha' hoe suck my di*k while I'm lookin' in her eyes
I know y'all be tellin' lies, lyin' on ya di*k ain't real
n*gga say he f*cked my b*tch and he couldn't wait to steal
But it's all to the goody though cause she payin' me
Free f*ck for a hoody hoe, never playin' me
To the curb with my Thunderbird while I'm smokin' herb
In the tub, playa rub-a-dub I just say the word
And her pus*y'll open up like a says me
I'm the first in the hood to f*ck so ya praise me
Off this b*tch, I'ma check her butt, I ain't lazy
Made a housewife from a sl*t, is ya crazy
(Hook)
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pus*y
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pus*y
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pus*y
Hoe, soakin' f*ckin' wet
Hoe, soakin' f*ckin' wet
Dis, dis, d-dis, dis, dis, d-dis
Dis, dis, dis, d-dis, dis, dis, d-dis

(Ludacris)
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see that pus*y biiiiitch
Come through with a donation that'll make you riiiiich
Bigger lips on a pus*y, let me see it blow a kiiiiiss
In the back with the yac now they blowin' on Ludacriiiiis
I can see it in her eeeeeyes
Gave me the pus*y for a burger and some friiiiies
And they always wonder whyyyyy
Cause I put em' in a room and get em' so f*ckin' hiiiiigh
Luda, I'm so true to smokin' that stanky buddha
My panky shinin' with diamonds, my index on a Ruger
I wet these hoes in they seat so just call me Freddy Kruger
The Boogie Man, oogie, woogie, give me that oogah, boogah
You can't deny it, no passin' by it, you gotta try it
I'm number one, public enemy power gotta fight it
I got my gun and my identity started a f*ckin' riot
We havin' fun, it's some Siminese pus*y, like it, buy it
(Hook)
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pus*y
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pus*y
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pus*y
Hoe, soakin' f*ckin' wet
Hoe, soakin' f*ckin' wet
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pus*y
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pus*y
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe let me see ya pus*y
Hoe, soakin' f*ckin' wet
Hoe, soakin' f*ckin' wet

(Project Pat)
You can get a room on ya free time, now that we alone
Tell that buster quit callin' you, turn off ya phone
It's the big di*k monster, from the back puncher
Bang, bang, skeet, skeet, pull it out launcher
Juicy, juicy, fat, fat, c*m run down ya crack
Man f*ck a towel, I'ma let it shoot on her back
Ridin' Lac with the tv's, find a prostitute
Missy got this with ya bank, I'm gon' f*ck with chu'
All in pursuit for a b*tch with low self-esteem
(Man she say her pimp is a b*tch), b*tch what the f*ck you mean
It could seem like I ain't strapped but it's in the holster
2-0-1 a revolvin' door or a roller coaster
Gettin' most of the game from these motherf*ckin' jail walls
Hoes can't resist on these streets, hoes kissin' balls
Breakin' pimp laws, b*tch that'll get cha' pimp smacked
You ain't got no cheese, oh that'll get cha' head cracked
(Repeated to fade)
Dis b*tch, dat hoe, hoe
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