[Hook: x2]
From the weave to the fake eyes
To the fake nails, down to the toes
Ha ha ha ha! we luv deez hoez
Ha ha ha ha! we luv deez hoez

[Big Boi]
Don't lie you love them, if you don't you like them hoez a whole lot
Just like your mama sunday cookin' turkey necks in the pot
You ready to drop your load like prop planes be droppin' that cocaine
You ready to turn your fro, from natural straight to a cold wave

Dat hoe name betty big shoez, she wore them herman monster heels
Popped a pill, now she's in your coupe de ville, pa**enger seat
I made her eat my meat while i was rubbin' her coochie
Injection in her top and bottom lip straight from her booty

So do re, blow me, fa so la ti da ha i'm tellin' the truth
You suckin' your tooth you treatin' her like a star boy
From a figueroa to a herringbone
From droppin' her off to takin' her home

She tried to pull my rubber off with her p**** muscles that was wrong
The b**** is no good like lesbians with no tongues
You f***ed around and knocked her up and now you say she the one
N**** you dumb, you should have pulled it out and squirted on her eyelash

And let her face be holdin' the baby, now she after yo a**!
Yeah, i told why'all n****z
About god damn takin' them hoez to the teacake factory
Lettin' them hoez order strawberry lemonade and popcorn shrimps

They ain't goin' do nuthin'
But try to take all your motherf***in' cheese! (yeah!)

[Hook: x2]

[Backbone]
Ay, ay, what's up lil' girl i see you workin' them valente
She walk wit a fly sashay
Look here say, i'm just a fat face i come through swervin' (ay, ay)
You love the way the leather grippin' your butt

Conversation kill 'em, drippin' em up
Relax shawty, oh lordy, i quote the facts
Whippin' convertible with daddy fat sax
I stay g sharp as a note of music

Call me fresh baked bread, make 'em brawd lose it
I'm just sayin' they just can't stand to see me execute game plan
I slow it down, she like it - speed it up
She polked it out, beat it up like that
Hit 'em from the back, bully quote the vocabulary

[Hook: x2]

[Big gipp]
Yeah, yeah, gipp keep it double loco
Met up in caf?intermezzo for some late night pasty
Conversation hasty 'cause i was ready to dip
Sweatsuit velour so i ordered kahlua

Fell in, hit her with the gun hose
Left her with the pokahose, got up and didn't say goodbye
Her face wrinkle up and froze
Why you leavin' so soon, supposed too

And ain't no question about that
They call me big gipp on the southside
Mr. get down in the vains so what's the word
Don't fall in love with good p****

Off the top better leave for two moths
Come back and pop "study the s***"

[Hook: x2]

Writer : ANDRE BENJAMIN, CAMERON GIPP, RICO WADE, BOLIVAR TRONCOSCO, PATRICK BROWN, ANTWAN PATTON, RAYMON MURRAY, JAMAHR WILLIAMS
Copyright : Lyrics © CHRYSALIS MUSIC