[Intro: Big Boi]
Ye-yeah
East Point in the house, like this here
[Hook: Big Boi]
From the weave to the fake eyes
To the fake nails down to the toes
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes
From the weave to the fake eyes
To the fake nails down to the toes
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, we love these hoes
[Verse 1: Big Boi]
Don't lie, you love them
If you don't, you like them hoes a whole lot
Just like your mama Sunday cookin', turkey necks in the pot
You ready to drop your load, like prop planes be dumpin' that cocaine
You ready to turn your 'fro, from natural straight to a cold wave
Dat ho name Betty Big Shoez, she wore them Herman Munster heels
Popped a pill, now she's in your Coupé De Ville, passenger seat
I made her eat my meat while I was rubbin' her coochie
Injection in her top and bottom lip, straight from her booty
So Do Re, blow me, Fa So La Ti Da Ham
I'm tellin' the truth, you suckin' your tooth
You treatin' her like a star, boy
From a Figueroa to a Herringbone
From droppin' her, off to takin' her home
She tried to pull my rubber off with her pussy muscles, that was wrong
The bitch is no good like lesbians with no tongues
You fucked around and knocked her up, and now you say she the one
Nigga, you dumb, you should have pulled it out and squirted on her eyelash
And let her face be holdin' the baby, now she after yo' ass!
Yeah, I told y'all niggas
About god damn takin' them hoez to the Cheesecake Factory
Lettin' them hoez order strawberry lemonade and popcorn shrimps
They ain't goin' do nuthin'
But try to get all your motherfuckin' cheese! (Yeah!)
[Hook: Big Boi]
From the weave to the fake eyes
To the fake nails, down to the toes
Ha ha ha ha! We luv deez hoez
Ha ha ha ha! We luv deez hoez
From the weave to the fake eyes
To the fake nails, down to the toes
Ha ha ha ha! We luv deez hoez
Ha ha ha ha! We luv deez hoez
[Verse 2: BackBone]
Ay, ay, what's up, lil' girl? I see you workin' them Valente
She walk wit a fly sashay
Look here, say, I'm Mr. Fat Face, I come through swervin' (ay, ay)
You love the way the leather grippin' your butt
Conversation kill 'em, drippin' em up
Relax, shawty, oh, lordy, I quote the facts
Whippin' convertible with Daddy Fat Sax
I stay G sharp as a note of music
Call me fresh baked bread, make a broad lose it
I'm just sayin' they just can't stand to see me execute game plan
I slow it down, she like it – speed it up
She poked it out, I beat it up like that
Hit 'em from the back, had to increase that ho vocabulary
[Hook: Big Boi]
From the weave to the fake eyes
To the fake nails, down to the toes
Ha ha ha ha! We luv deez hoez
Ha ha ha ha! We luv deez hoez
From the weave to the fake eyes
To the fake nails, down to the toes
Ha ha ha ha! We luv deez hoez
Ha ha ha ha! We luv deez hoez
[Verse 3: Big Gipp]
Yeah, yeah, Gipp keep it double loco
Met up in Cafe Intermezzo for some late night pastry
Conversation hasty, 'cause I was ready to dip
Sweatsuit velour, so I ordered Kahlua
Fell in, hit her with the garden hose
Left her with the pokahose, got up and didn't say goodbye
Her face wrinkle up and froze, "Why you leavin' so soon?"
Supposed to – and ain't no question about that
They call me Big Gipp on the Southside
Mr. Get Down in the veins, so what's the word?
Don't fall in love with good pussy off the top
Better leave for two months, come back and pop – study the shit
[Hook: Big Boi]
From the weave to the fake eyes
To the fake nails, down to the toes
Ha ha ha ha! We luv deez hoez
Ha ha ha ha! We luv deez hoez
From the weave to the fake eyes
To the fake nails, down to the toes
Ha ha ha ha! We luv deez hoez
Ha ha ha ha! We luv deez hoez
