All My Hoes

[Verse 1] Late night, hangin' on the corner (Gangsta, Gangsta, Gangsta) East Long Beach, California Daytonas when I run up on ya Real dog, bitch, tryna catch a boner I get what I get, I'm a goner And smoke more dope than a stoner I sip what I sip when I sip Don't flip when I trip on a bitch, 'cause I'm on one Haul ass for the cash... Snoop Dogg came back for your ass Grass and trees, ass up, bitch, on your knees Do what I please I break the bitch slow Take her, make her get more Even if she never sold her pussy hole before It's a slow process Rub my fingers up your dress Hold these nuts, it's a test Hide this package in your breasts Don't say no, always say yes You are my, my best Oh yeah, what it do? That's why I wrote this song for you [Hook] All my bitches, all my hoes Fly ones, tight ones, and even the white ones All my bitches, all my hoes Gang intervention, in your position All my bitches, all my hoes Don't say shit, bitch, keep it on the low All my bitches, all my hoes For the Dogg, protocol, you know [Verse 2] I won't get caught, I refuse A nigga just chose, so I choose you Really not tryna confuse you, or abuse you, or misuse you It's back to the bed frame Real P.I., all in your head game I said it slow - woo-op, boo-op, now let it go I got the bitch that makes the most cash I got the bitch that's got the most ass She's a lawyer with a visa So I blaze my trees up And she'll help my keep my Gs up And that's what it do That's why I wrote this song for you [Interlude: Suga Free] [Hook]