Hoes Love It (Stupid Doo Doo Dumb) - Mac Dre, Spice 1

Now how much money can one black man make

When his game be great and seasoned like a tasty steak

No limit, I’m in it to hold loot

Collectin' scrill like that Golden Gate toll booth

Old schoolin' like La-Di-Da-Di

Stickin' long donk in every hole in a bitch body

She lick pipe, but never would I taste walls

Catchin' more hoes than Mike Piazza catch balls

Mac Dre, I keep hoes droolin'

Ragooey, still old schoolin'

'71 glass house with that white interior

Blowin' big bomb, drinkin', rhyme superior

151 ways I get dumb

For every ten times she cum I bust one

I got stamina, I fuck ‘til the rooster crow

Put them legs up and let me goose ya, hoe

Hoes… love it

Hoes… love it

Hoes… love it

Hoes… love it

Bossalini, it’s the muthafuckin' thug in me

I got a gangsta bitch pushin' all my drugs for me

Fuck ‘em then get in my Benz, rob their old boyfriend

Nigga gotta stay strapped with Desert Eagles, .44s, Mac-10s (Blaow!)

Show her how to pull the trigger

Talkin' to this thick ass bitch like she my potna, my only nigga

Another way to get the lucci

Is to hide these ki’s up in your muthafuckin' coochie

Extra Large in the heezay, with Mac Dreezay

Put the mac playa shit down up in the Teezay

Bitch come and go on this lick with me

Born Killers like Mickey and Mallory

You in love with a fugitive

Bounty hunters on my dick, no clues to give

Got a muthafucka dodgin' the pigs but I’mma stay at your crib

So we can fuck on the table and barbecue us some ribs

Hoes… love it

Hoes… love it

Hoes… love it

Hoes… love it

You never met a nigga like me

The M to the D from the CCC, I’m a G

Colder than 40s fresh out the freezer

Doper than a muthafuckin' quarter-piece'a

I got game that make hoes go get it

Funkier than two fat hoes that just shitted

On the same toilet, don’t spoil it, it’s all gracious

Keep hoes tied up like shoelaces

Mac Dre, boy, that playboy that hoes love

If your hutch act dumb, I’m gon' shove

You can run up if you really wanna see Dre

But I don’t give a F-U-C-K

I take wives, lives, whenever it get funky

Ask your baby mama, nigga, I got donkey

Gon' be in the Caddy when I’m in that babby

She askin', «Mac Dre, would you be my daddy?»

Hoes… love it

Hoes… love it

Hoes… love it

Hoes… love it