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]