Songtext Handcuff your hoes Luniz

Handcuff your hoes

(chorus: the luniz)
Handcuff your hoes, the girl is yours
Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours
Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours
Handcu-u-u-ff your hoes

(numskull)
This rap here goes to all you player haters
Hand cuff your hoes, that goes to all you captain save-hers
Me, my major industries gold teeth and diamonds
Been grindin for nine and half years now Im rhymin
Reclinin meal tickets couldnt be lookin me in the eye
Im sigh now, clown that ass like saturday night live (whhhyyyy!)
Because Im all between they wifes thighs
But all jokes aside I yoke the ride and roll the weed up at the same time
While I drive I cross my heart and hope to die
Hella high, its the mobb blowin greenery till we die
So haters do me a favor, handcuff your briide
I creep through when your husbands at the job
Many hunners got players, baby mammas feedin me all kinds
Of hibachi shrimp and I dont even rock versacci pimpin dudes
But when Im through, you never knew I touched her
Got her screamin loud as hell like chris tucker (aaaaah!)
Handcuff your hoes

(the luniz)
When I step in the house (niggas snatch they hoes up quickly)
Niggas start breakin out (cause they all wanna get with me)
Cause they know they hoes aint faithful (and my eyes is on them all)
And Ill snatch them if Im able (hey, put this lighter on the balls)
Olly-olly-oxenfree, dont hesitate to give your hoes to me

(numskull)
Uh, Im used to stabbin top notch and border coochies
Just big booty, firm casabas, preferably groupies (with big thiiighs!)
Makin em ride they self up the wall easy
Off the expecting them, feel breezy
Do me a favor, take your hoes (home)
Before you find your breezy (gone)
Itll be for life, only players when Im beerin at
I want the better things in life
Nice, he aint hearin that
I aint the nigga to be buyin bitches clothes
They know that and still keep
So handcuff your hoes (handcuff your hoes)

(chorus: the luniz)
Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours
Handcuff your hoes, the girl is yours
Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours
Handcu-u-u-ff your hoes (your hoes)

(yukmouth)
Hey mrs. big butt (why you always cry? )
She fight all the time (oh my, my, my)
Hes been cheatin on you, but dont worry, please dry your eyes
Just take a ride with smoke-a-lot, the master of high
(how hiiggh!), high enough to kiss the sky, on the real
I wonder why beautiful girls date fat guys
He must got his cape on tight, oh look up in the sky
(whhhyyy!), now thats a captain save-her fo sure
Me being like that no, no, no, no, no
I know some hoes dont want to be a dumb-dummy
But dont play around and disrespect my money
Like a gun Ill take you away
And if you niggas act a fool, Ill spray you with the ak
Just let me take the hoe (and go peacefully)
Let me skip into the sunset (like tweed-de-lee-de-lee)
I like to come and so do you
If you can take one nut then you can take two
And its true, we likes to party (to party!)
We likes to party

(chorus: the luniz)
Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours
Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours
Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours
Handcu-u-u-ff your hoes (your hoes)
Handcuff your hoes, the girl is yours
Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours
Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours
Handcu-u-u-ff your hoes (your hoes), Im breezy