These Hoes

[Hook: Lord Infamous] (x2) Like my nigga Chuck say, yo, and I quote These hoes, these hoes, these hoes, these hoes [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] Infamous, when I'm approachin' a bitch I don't come at that ho with no chivalry I'm having that bitch going off and damn Must a bitch have all my dough on delivery? Might as well get the shit out of your head No escape, you can't get yourself rid of this G So walk yo' ass on down that boulevard, bitch And don't come back unless you got all of my cheese I will pull out this damn .44 mag And I will give your fuckin' head injury Ho, I must tell ya, I won't lose no damn sleep After givin' yo' head a crease Keyser Soze is a savage, hell no man I'm more like a rabbit, this African beast And when I start grippin' this fuckin' MAC-90 I will leave your body dead, scattered in ease [Hook] [Verse 2: La Chat] These niggas think they pimpin' but really, they be the bitches Won't you tell the truth? You and your friend is on my trick list Chat, I be the pimp, I be the mack, all that I be the bitch you buyin' them Lacs Be that bitch you brang them stacks, yeah And I don't love you boy, you already know the business I barely like you but I love your finger-lickin' Yeah, you the baller type, you wanna make a bitch a wife You ain't my type, I give you a night, that's if you payin' right Your credit card the only thing that makes my nipple hard I swear you rather catch a charge before you let me charge Cause I'm a dirty bitch, fuck that shit, might charge the trick And, if his bitch ass wanna fuck, then charge his ass to jack his dick See, I get paper from these niggas on a daily basis And I'on't fuck 'em but I'm quick to ride these niggas' faces La Chat that bitch, I know you heard of me, lame I'm acceptin' applications, won't you come be my mane? [Verse 3: Lord Infamous] To say the least, I'm showin' up once, I might bleed in this bitch, no sympathy Turn her upside down and shake it up till it all is empty Scarecrow can how ya the peeper bitch, I want your punk ass pantyless Murderous Memphis maniac and I love to take hoes' innocence Bounce some pimpin' on some gangsta shit, what's a relationship? Send a bitch across the country to bring back my fuckin' grip I can give a fuck about your sad ass puppy dog eyes Bitch, you better get somewhere and open up your fuckin' thighs [Hook]