Rap-a-Lot Records - Bald Headed Hoes lyrics

(talking) Haha, Y'all thought this was Dragnet, didn't you? Wrong answer again This song is for all the mothaf**in' chicken-head b**hes And we kept the mothaf**in' names the same 'Cause we think being a bald-head b**h is a goddamn shame [Verse 1] What the f** is goin' on in this goddamn world? What are you, b**h? A boy or a girl? I can't tell 'cause your sh** on the sides are gone You remind me of that monkey-lookin' b**h Grace Jones f**ed up is how you look to Willie D I just gotta have a b**h that has more hair than me Some try to cover up by weavin' it through You ain't foolin' nobody We know you're bald-headed, too Chorus: Bald-head hoes Whatcha see D, w-w-w-whatcha see D I see some bald-head hoes Bald-head hoes Whatcha see D, w-w-w-whatcha see D I see some bald-head hoes [Verse 2] There should be a crime against bald-head hoes Why they want to be bald? Nobody knows! Being bald makes a gal look like a beast Stupid-a** hoes, ain't ya heard of grease? Hell naw Cause if you did, you'd have some up there Like your p**y, you gotta give it proper care Every time I look around, I see a damn disgrace Motherf**ing wig pieces all over the place! It's from them (bald-head hoes) They just so damn mean The meanest-a** hoes I ever seen Ain't got no hair, so they act crude And wanna go and pick a fight with the girls who do Am I right? (You right.) Hell yeah I'm right! I've seen this sh**, night after night Instead of wearin' other people's hair, you dumba** b**h You need to buy some dog mane, and grow your own damn sh**! Chorus [Verse 3] Now I just can't go with a bald-head hoe You ain't gotta ask why for me to tell you so If I can't run through her hair with my hand Somehow it seems like I be f**in' a man! So stay away you bald hickies I know you out there Talkin to you hoes who ain't got no hair Your sister bald, Zanny Your mamma bald, Eddie I bet you even got a bald-headed-a** granny Chorus (talking) Now this is how you spot a bald-head hoe [Verse 4] Hair spots on a hot sunny day Too many gaps in the scalp is a dead giveaway I saw no-hair Clair Yesterday on the cut Today I saw the girl, her hair was down to her bu*t I hope that she now, that I know it ain't real But I won't squeal not even on Andrea Kim, Shawn or Merylinn Nor Tamika and Rika—the famous bald-head twins Something must be done About these citizens You ask what will I do to support my fellow man? I'm proposin' a bill To Capitol Hill To k** all bald-head women at will Chorus X2