Dr. Dre - b**hes Ain't sh** lyrics

b**hes ain't sh** but hoes and tricks b**hes ain't sh** but hoes and tricks Lick on these nuts and s** the dick Get's the f** out after you're done And I hops in my ride to make a quick run b**hes ain't sh** but hoes and tricks Lick on these nuts and s** the dick Get's the f** out after you're done And I hops in my ride to make a quick run I used to know a b**h named Eric Wright We used to roll around and f** the hoes at night Tight than a motherf**er with the gangsta beats And we was ballin' on the motherf**in' Compton streets Peep, the sh** got deep and it was on Number 1 song after number 1 song Long as my motherf**in' pockets was fat I didn't give a f** where the b**h was at But she was hangin' with a white b**h doin' the sh** she do s**in' on his dick just to get a buck or 2 And the few ends she got didn't mean nothin' Now she's suing cause the sh** she be doin' ain't sh** b**h can't hang with the streets, she found herself short So now she's takin' me to court It's real conversation for your a** So recognize and pa** to Daz Now as I'm rollin' with my n***a Dre and Eastwood f**in' hoes, clockin' dough up to no good We flip flop and serve hoes like flap jacks (But we don't love them hoes) b**h, and it's like that This is what you look for in a ho who got cash flow Ya run up in them hoes and grab the cash And get your dash on While you're chillin', with your homies and sh** And how my n***az kick the anthem like this, b**h! b**hes ain't sh** but hoes and tricks Lick on these nuts and s** the dick Get's the f** out after you're done And I hops in my ride to make a quick run To the store, to get me a 4-0 Snoop Doggy Dogg paged, that must mean more hoes So I head down the street to Long Beach Just so I could meet, a freak To lick me from my head to my feet And I'm here, now I'm ready to be done up Nothin' but homies around so I puts my gun up b**hes on my nuts like clothes But I'm from the pound and we don't love them hoes How could you trust a hoe? (Why?) 'Cause a hoe's a trick I don't love them tricks (Why?) 'Cause a trick's a b**h And my dick's constantly in her mouth And turnin' them trick a** hoes the f** out, now I once had a b**h named Mandy May Used to be up in them guts like everyday The p**y was the bomb, had a n***a on sprung I was in love like a motherf**er lickin' the pearl tongue The homies used to tell me that she wasn't no good But I'm the maniac in black, Mr. Snoop Eastwood So I figure n***az wouldn't trip with mine Guess what? Got gaffled by one time I'm back to the motherf**ing county jail 6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail I get's released on a hot sunny day My n***a D.O.C. and my homey Dr Dre Scooped in a coupe, Snoop we got news Your girl was trickin' while you was draped in your county blues I ain't been out a second And already gotta do some motherf**ing chin checking Move up the block as we groove up the block See my girl's house, Dre, pa** the glock Kick in the do', I look on the flo' It's my little cousin Daz and he's f**in' my hoe, yo (b**hes ain't sh**) I unco*ked my sh**, I'm heart-broke but I'm still loc'ed Man, f** a b**h! b**hes ain't sh** but hoes and tricks Lick on these nuts and s** the dick Get's the f** out after you're done And I hops in my ride to make a quick run b**hes ain't sh** but hoes and tricks Lick on these nuts and s** the dick Get's the f** out after you're done And I hops in my ride to make a quick run (b**hes ain't sh**) I don't give a f** about a b**h But I and her know that they can't fade this 'Cause I'm doing my own thing down with the swing I'm hangin' with d**h Row like it ain't no thing I say you know can't deal 'Cause I'm a b**h that's real Motherf**er need to step back, hell yeah They need to chill Because I don't give a f** And I don't give a f** And I don't give a f** I don't give a f** And now I gotta do some, I gotta do some sh** that's clean But when I'm on a dick, hell yeah, I get real mean Like a washing machine I can wash the clothes All the hoes knows That I'm on the flow ho But they can't hang with my type og swing I ain't tryin' to say I s** every ding-a-lang But just the juicy ones With he tip of the tongue And then their sprung With the nuts hung b**hes ain't sh**