QDIII - Westward Ho lyrics

[Ice Cube] Check it ho, shut your mouth and get naked I'm connected plus I'm makin' hit records So, if you wanna win, hop in and take a spin That's W.C. and Mack 10 What's your name girlfriend You can have some fun with us lay in the sun with us Pack a gun with us and make a run with us To these illegal amigos who wanna buy bald eagles Out my regals we shoppin' at Spiegels So what you wanna do Decision, decisions And what you think about dick and p**y collisions You're an irresistible b**h and all that Me, I'm rich as f** plus I smell like yac, so come on [Mack 10] A n***a gots to get chose; it's a house full of hoes I suppose at least one of those want Mister flossy with the kilos You know it's quick fast sh** it's all about the cash Pauveted Rolex' and Benz' in the S cla** Don't get it twisted n***a you know the word Cube got the herb and I don't f** with nothin' less than a bird I make your whole crew scatter what you say don't matter Cause n***a, you's a punk so tell your b**h I need to holla at her I take fo shows hop in my Benzo I stomp my Chuck to the flow as I head Westward with your ho It's Mack 1-0 so f** what she say I put it down the G way I'm gettin' head on the freeway [Hook] (K-Dee) Irresistible b**h let's go Where we goin' Westward ho [W.C.] Ho, you need some dick in your life, dick in your life Like Jodeci I'm feenin' to f** you 'til you're bleeding You need to be rolling With this cap peela, f** that s**a for love lolly pop toe Lickin' a** n***a See you say you want a real G so why don't you Play like Jayo Felony and b**h take a ride with me because I can Use a ho like you a b**h down to blast And help me twist this Motherf**in' plastic Because you're a true b**h from the Westside About five-ten, two-twenty with scars on your thighs And that's they type of ho I want down with me So b**h get your a** in and let's rob the whole city [Ice Cube] Did I mention I think about you when I'm benchin' And runnin' my trigger finger all through your extensions It's intense dreamin' of a black picket fence His and her 9's, teach you how to rhyme on the mic You Tina, I'm Ike Know you ain't a dyke cause you seem to like The way I lay pipe Keep it tight let's put this mattress to the test Yes, I must confess, I got some prior arrests Fo sho you know we're goin' westward ho Can you handle Half a chicken in the door panel We at the mo' with a four-O and a joint We got high, f**ed around And missed the drop off point [Hook] [Mack 10] I put it down all around Westbound is where I'm headed Since I keep my heat leaded if you trip you get wetted We be huffing like hogs n***a who can see my crew No better yet me and you n***a what you wanna do, fool Cause all I do is wreck from the hip I teck And when I come from the shoulders I straight Westside Connect I got chickens by the flock I got the block on lock Around the clock I sell rock so ain't a b**h I can't knock So handcuff your trick if she's a good lookin' ho Cause dog I run with n***as that the Fed's is lookin' fo' They wanna get at us because our pockets is the fattest And b**hes be jockin' us because we got the baller status [W.C.] I want a janky b**h, a janky b**h A b**h straight down Penitentiary bound With the qualifications of a ho like you C-sections tattoos stretch marks and bullet wounds A rough b**h in a beanie the type of b**h that's down to do A drive by on my enemies Like Mary J. you're all I need When I'm in jail the kind of ho that's down to keester me weed Fantasies of you and me I keep Having 'em at the park smoking on a hump sharing a tall can of Magnum f**ing in the back of the coup let's get it cracking So pa** the stick and tell me ho what's happening [Hook] [Refrain](x2) This West Coast gangsta' sh** got it crackin' We all mackin' so baby how you actin' This West Coast gangsta' sh** got it crackin' We all mackin' so baby how you actin' [Hook]