Handcuff Your Hoes

[Chorus: The Luniz]

Handcuff your hoes, the girl is yours

Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours

Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours

Handcu-u-u-ff your hoes

[Verse 1: Yukmouth, Numskull]

This rap here goes to all you player haters

Handcuff your hoes, that goes to all you Captain Save-Hers

Me, my major industries gold teeth and diamonds

Been grindin' for nine and half years now I'm rhymin'

Reclinin', meal tickets couldn't be lookin' me in the eye

I'm signed now, clown that ass like Saturday Night Live (WHHHYYYY!)

Because I'm all between they wife's thighs

But all jokes aside I yoke the ride and roll weed up at the same time

While I drive I cross my heart and hope to die

Hella high, it's the mobb blowin' greenery till we die

So haters do me a favor, handcuff your broad

I creep through when your husband's at the job

Many hunners got playaz, baby mammas feedin' me all kinds

Of hibachi shrimp and I don't even rock Versace pimpin dudes

But when I'm through, you never knew I touched her

Got her screamin' loud as hell like Chris Tucker (aaaaah!)

Handcuff your hoes

[Verse 2: Yukmouth, Numskull]

When I step in the house (Niggas snatch they hoes up quickly)

Niggas start breakin' out (Cause they all wanna get with me)

Cause they know they hoes ain't faithful (And my eyes is on them all)

And I'll snatch them if I'm able (And quick to slide them on the ball)

Olly-olly-oxenfree, don't hesitate to give your hoes to me

Uh, I'm used to stabbin' top notch and border coochies

Just big booty, firm casabas, preferably groupies (WITH BIG THIIIGHS!)

Makin' em ride they self up the wall easy

Off the X, makin' em feel breezy

Do me a favor, take your hoes HOME

Before you find your breezy GONE

M-O-B for life, only players when I'm beerin' at

I want the better things in life

Gosh, they ain't hearin' that

I ain't the nigga to be buyin' bitches clothes

They know that and still keep

So handcuff your hoes (Handcuff your hoes)

[Chorus: The Luniz]

Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours

Handcuff your hoes, the girl is yours

Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours

Handcu-u-u-ff your hoes (your hoes)

[Verse 3: Yukmouth, Numskull]

Hey Mrs. Big Butt (Why you always cry?)

She fight all the time (Oh my, my, my)

He's been cheatin' on you, but don't worry, please dry your eyes

Just take a ride with Smoke-A-Lot, the master of high

(HOW HIIGGH!), high enough to kiss the sky, on the real

I wonder why beautiful girls date fat guys

He must got his cape on tight, oh look up in the sky

(WHHHYYY!), now that's a Captain Save-Her fo' sure

Me being like that no, no, no, no, no

I know some hoes don't want to be a dumb-dummy

But don't play around and disrespect my money

Like a gun I'll take you away

And if you niggas act a fool, I'll spray you with the AK

Just let me take the ho (and go peacefully)

Let me skip into the sunset (tweed-de-lee-de-lee)

I like to come and so do you

If you can take one nut then you can take two

And it's true, we likes to party (TO PARTY!)

We likes to party

[Chorus: The Luniz]

Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours

Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours

Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours

Handcu-u-u-ff your hoes (your hoes)

Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours

Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours

Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours

Handcu-u-u-ff your hoes (your hoes), I'm breezy