[Chorus: Kurupt]
Now this, this is one of them occasions
Where the homies not doin' it right.
I mean, he found him a ho that he like,
But you can't make a ho a housewife.
And when it all boils down, you gonna find in the end
A bitch is a bitch, but a Dogg is a man's best friend,
So what you found you a ho that you like?
But you can't make a ho a housewife.
[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]
I mostly sold dick while I packed a gold clip,
Worked my money maker, she got paper, she ‘bout to trip.
Where the fuck is my money? I cannot G guilty,
You pimpin' strong, but comin' home to sheets that be filthy.
She on the dillzy, I take advantage,
All up in them panties, I got this bitch speakin' Spanish,
I'm mannish, get yo nails out my back,
Slut, I'm ‘bout to nut and get up, go scrub yo cat. Fuck outta here!
Learn the player rules, this is how I play a dude,
Might not be a freak, but she got on the choosin' shoes,
Dollar signs are folded, I can't control it,
Tryna leave her, beeper just exploded.
She sweatin' me, won't let me, broad turned fraud,
Now she on this dick, huh, got her turnin' tricks, huh,
Man, it's a trip, I don't trip, I'm in yo Lexus flexin',
I left her up in Dallas, Texas assed out.
[Chorus: Kurupt]
Now this, this is one of them occasions
Where the homies not doin' it right.
I mean, he found him a ho that he like,
But you can't make a ho a housewife.
And when it all boils down, you gonna find in the end
A bitch is a bitch, but a Dogg is a man's best friend,
So what you found you a ho that you like?
But you can't make a ho a housewife.
[Verse 2: Hittman]
Naw, “ho” ain't short for “honey”, almost had to wail her like Bunny,
Tellin' tales of bein' pregnant, catchin' Nordstrom sales with abortion money.
I spotted her, seen her with my nigga when I shot at her,
Now we got beef, he caught up in the ho's erotica,
Exotic, she's psychotic, rockin' his Nautica,
Soon he'll need antibiotics, sucka bitch!
Name a sexual disease, she got it like Sam Goody,
You be like, «Damn, how could she hit me off with Chlamydia?»
Fool, I pity ya,
We live in the city of ballas
With more bounce and in a Zapp, she will doo wa ditty ya,
Prettier to grittier, the wittier can get her
To the Hotel, Nikko, on some Sauve shit like Rico,
That's when I caught a Vision like Coleco.
A high post ho, a perfect way for me to keep dough,
Huh, have her sellin' ass on Bronson Ave. and Pico.
[Verse 3: Kurupt]
At the hotel, mote, or the Holiday Inn, say what, nigga?
I said if that bitch keep fuckin' up, biatch, then we'll fuck her friends.
I said, I dip, dive, what can I say?
Niggas need to stop fuckin' with O.J,
Some niggas bang Blood, some niggas bang Crip,
And bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks.
I had a dream of hoes, I had to screen my hoes,
I seen my hoes in all kinds of clothes,
Lil' Almond Joy, I truly enjoy
If you blew my balls, right through my drawers.
Come back to the mansion, chill at the spot,
From the way she was blowin', I know she does it a lot,
I have a eight and a half, nine and three quarters,
The ho started callin' when I started boss ballin'.
Gimme some head, gimme some ass, uh-huh,
Gimme some cash, word, pass it to Daz,
Pass it to Snoop or pass it to Nate,
See hoes eat dick like eggs and steak.
It ain't shit new, I thought you knew, what?
I knew you would, you wish you could
Break a G down, break me down,
But Imma see you on the rebound, what, what? D.P. style.
[Chorus: Kurupt]
Now this, this is one of them occasions
Where the homies not doin' it right.
I mean, he found him a ho that he like,
But you can't make a ho a housewife.
And when it all boils down, you gonna find in the end
A bitch is a bitch, but a Dogg is a man's best friend,
So what you found you a ho that you like?
But you can't make a ho a housewife.
[Outro:]
— Lil' ½ Dead?
— Lil' ½ Dead, the money jumped out to say. Ol' Snoop Dogg on the look out, boy?
— Yeah!
— He gotta be more than ½ Dead if he don't fill my mothafuckin' drink up!
— Or fill your mothafuckin' mouth up?
— Ah ha hah!
— I don't think so!