Hooker Got a Boyfriend 歌词
| 歌曲 | Hooker Got a Boyfriend |
| 歌手 | Biz Markie |
| 专辑 | All Samples Cleared! |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cave, Hall, Jones, Porter | |
| (Verse One) | |
| Aiyyo here's a tale, about a female I once messed with | |
| Or better yet, skins that I swung eps with | |
| Face full of grace, waist shaped like Vanessa | |
| Del Rio, oh-me-oh, my but the heffer had | |
| big juicy lips, wide hips you had to call fat | |
| Stacked back to mack, yo the hooker was all that | |
| and lots more, and baby girl I had the hots for | |
| But I'm really not sure, who she spread the twat for | |
| Heard it was a kid across town named Hector | |
| But I don't give a heck, so I still went and checked her | |
| on the down low, he ain't around so | |
| Out of sight, out of mind, get your coat and let's go | |
| So we dipped, hopped in the whip and we was gone | |
| Off to City Island cause they had it goin on | |
| Two yuks a foo, now the mood was set | |
| Caviar at the bar, Red Star, Moet | |
| Silk suits, spendin loot like a straight up mack | |
| When I felt somebody finger tappin me on my back | |
| And turn around quick, but before I could begin | |
| All I seen was a big mac-10, aiyyo it's her boyfriend | |
| (Chorus) | |
| "Hooker got a boyfriend!" | |
| "Why do she do this boyfriend?" | |
| "Ohh ahhh.. why do she do this boyfriend?" | |
| (Verse Two) | |
| Check it, yo | |
| I broke camp, ran like a champ, yep I jetted | |
| Off to the trunk for the pump, time to set it | |
| Money kept screamin some CRAP that I dissed him | |
| So I started lettin off {*gunshots*} but I missed him | |
| Honey got scared, and called the five-oh | |
| So yo, you know the half Dukes, time for me to go | |
| Cause I ain't the type to be doin no bid | |
| For a dame or a lame-brained punk Spanish kid | |
| So I chill, call the hooker up the next day | |
| She told me come over yo, bet I'm on my way | |
| Be there in a sec, yo I'm not too far | |
| She said, "Park around the back so he don't see the car" | |
| Met me at the door with a kiss and a smile | |
| I said, "Sorry about last night, money kinda wild" | |
| "Umm yeah I know, small thing don't worry" | |
| Just show me to your room so we can do this in a hurry | |
| Kissed her from her earlobes down to her chest | |
| Went for the bellybutton and to hell with the rest | |
| Got her butt-naked and before a second passed | |
| I had her on the bed with my fingers up her {ahh!} | |
| Now she's ready, set for a good steady bangin | |
| Until she looked down and seen Moby Dick hangin | |
| She told me, "Take it easy yo trust me just chill" | |
| Knowin once I get up in it yo I'm goin for the kill | |
| So she spread 'em, thick rich and creamy like mayo | |
| Aiyyo, lay-o, the tip is on the way-o | |
| Pinned her legs back, just about to slide in | |
| When the door burst open {*SLAM*} damn it's her boyfriend! | |
| Did it again! | |
| (Chorus) | |
| (Verse Three) | |
| Now I'm mad, money done spoiled all the fun | |
| On top of that he beefin and he ain't got a gun | |
| Flippin the jibs, I guess he wanted to brawl | |
| So I started hookin all butt-naked and all | |
| Threw a right, caught money dead in the jaw | |
| BOOM with the left and his fronts hit the floor | |
| Now I had him, time to put his head for rest | |
| So I beat him unconcious and I started gettin dressed | |
| Honey all hysterical and screamin all hoarse | |
| Said she seen a box car pullin up in the yard | |
| Just bout to jet, yo guess what I saw | |
| Some old big black {*HMMM*} bust in the door | |
| "Now hold up, what the hell you doin in my house? | |
| Get your ass off the floor, put your teeth in your mouth | |
| Now everybody better be gone by the count of one | |
| Look, better yet, y'all stay right here | |
| I'm goin to get my gun" | |
| Now that's it! Enough is enough, I ain't with it | |
| I'm catchin mad beef and yo I ain't even hit it | |
| Honey looked good and yo the buns was fat | |
| But ain't a coochie in the whole WORLD worth all that | |
| So umm, I got my coat and I was on my way | |
| That's when she started breakin down, and beggin me to stay | |
| Knock it off, it ain't that much beggin in the world | |
| Next time I want some skins, I'll go and hit my own girl | |
| Man I'm out, and I ain't tryin to see you again | |
| So eff you, eff your pops AND YOUR FAGGOT-ASS BOYFRIEND! | |
| .. | |
| (Chorus x2: to fade) |
| zuo ci : Cave, Hall, Jones, Porter | |
| Verse One | |
| Aiyyo here' s a tale, about a female I once messed with | |
| Or better yet, skins that I swung eps with | |
| Face full of grace, waist shaped like Vanessa | |
| Del Rio, ohmeoh, my but the heffer had | |
| big juicy lips, wide hips you had to call fat | |
| Stacked back to mack, yo the hooker was all that | |
| and lots more, and baby girl I had the hots for | |
| But I' m really not sure, who she spread the twat for | |
| Heard it was a kid across town named Hector | |
| But I don' t give a heck, so I still went and checked her | |
| on the down low, he ain' t around so | |
| Out of sight, out of mind, get your coat and let' s go | |
| So we dipped, hopped in the whip and we was gone | |
| Off to City Island cause they had it goin on | |
| Two yuks a foo, now the mood was set | |
| Caviar at the bar, Red Star, Moet | |
| Silk suits, spendin loot like a straight up mack | |
| When I felt somebody finger tappin me on my back | |
| And turn around quick, but before I could begin | |
| All I seen was a big mac10, aiyyo it' s her boyfriend | |
| Chorus | |
| " Hooker got a boyfriend!" | |
| " Why do she do this boyfriend?" | |
| " Ohh ahhh.. why do she do this boyfriend?" | |
| Verse Two | |
| Check it, yo | |
| I broke camp, ran like a champ, yep I jetted | |
| Off to the trunk for the pump, time to set it | |
| Money kept screamin some CRAP that I dissed him | |
| So I started lettin off gunshots but I missed him | |
| Honey got scared, and called the fiveoh | |
| So yo, you know the half Dukes, time for me to go | |
| Cause I ain' t the type to be doin no bid | |
| For a dame or a lamebrained punk Spanish kid | |
| So I chill, call the hooker up the next day | |
| She told me come over yo, bet I' m on my way | |
| Be there in a sec, yo I' m not too far | |
| She said, " Park around the back so he don' t see the car" | |
| Met me at the door with a kiss and a smile | |
| I said, " Sorry about last night, money kinda wild" | |
| " Umm yeah I know, small thing don' t worry" | |
| Just show me to your room so we can do this in a hurry | |
| Kissed her from her earlobes down to her chest | |
| Went for the bellybutton and to hell with the rest | |
| Got her buttnaked and before a second passed | |
| I had her on the bed with my fingers up her ahh! | |
| Now she' s ready, set for a good steady bangin | |
| Until she looked down and seen Moby Dick hangin | |
| She told me, " Take it easy yo trust me just chill" | |
| Knowin once I get up in it yo I' m goin for the kill | |
| So she spread ' em, thick rich and creamy like mayo | |
| Aiyyo, layo, the tip is on the wayo | |
| Pinned her legs back, just about to slide in | |
| When the door burst open SLAM damn it' s her boyfriend! | |
| Did it again! | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse Three | |
| Now I' m mad, money done spoiled all the fun | |
| On top of that he beefin and he ain' t got a gun | |
| Flippin the jibs, I guess he wanted to brawl | |
| So I started hookin all buttnaked and all | |
| Threw a right, caught money dead in the jaw | |
| BOOM with the left and his fronts hit the floor | |
| Now I had him, time to put his head for rest | |
| So I beat him unconcious and I started gettin dressed | |
| Honey all hysterical and screamin all hoarse | |
| Said she seen a box car pullin up in the yard | |
| Just bout to jet, yo guess what I saw | |
| Some old big black HMMM bust in the door | |
| " Now hold up, what the hell you doin in my house? | |
| Get your ass off the floor, put your teeth in your mouth | |
| Now everybody better be gone by the count of one | |
| Look, better yet, y' all stay right here | |
| I' m goin to get my gun" | |
| Now that' s it! Enough is enough, I ain' t with it | |
| I' m catchin mad beef and yo I ain' t even hit it | |
| Honey looked good and yo the buns was fat | |
| But ain' t a coochie in the whole WORLD worth all that | |
| So umm, I got my coat and I was on my way | |
| That' s when she started breakin down, and beggin me to stay | |
| Knock it off, it ain' t that much beggin in the world | |
| Next time I want some skins, I' ll go and hit my own girl | |
| Man I' m out, and I ain' t tryin to see you again | |
| So eff you, eff your pops AND YOUR FAGGOTASS BOYFRIEND! | |
| .. | |
| Chorus x2: to fade |
| zuò cí : Cave, Hall, Jones, Porter | |
| Verse One | |
| Aiyyo here' s a tale, about a female I once messed with | |
| Or better yet, skins that I swung eps with | |
| Face full of grace, waist shaped like Vanessa | |
| Del Rio, ohmeoh, my but the heffer had | |
| big juicy lips, wide hips you had to call fat | |
| Stacked back to mack, yo the hooker was all that | |
| and lots more, and baby girl I had the hots for | |
| But I' m really not sure, who she spread the twat for | |
| Heard it was a kid across town named Hector | |
| But I don' t give a heck, so I still went and checked her | |
| on the down low, he ain' t around so | |
| Out of sight, out of mind, get your coat and let' s go | |
| So we dipped, hopped in the whip and we was gone | |
| Off to City Island cause they had it goin on | |
| Two yuks a foo, now the mood was set | |
| Caviar at the bar, Red Star, Moet | |
| Silk suits, spendin loot like a straight up mack | |
| When I felt somebody finger tappin me on my back | |
| And turn around quick, but before I could begin | |
| All I seen was a big mac10, aiyyo it' s her boyfriend | |
| Chorus | |
| " Hooker got a boyfriend!" | |
| " Why do she do this boyfriend?" | |
| " Ohh ahhh.. why do she do this boyfriend?" | |
| Verse Two | |
| Check it, yo | |
| I broke camp, ran like a champ, yep I jetted | |
| Off to the trunk for the pump, time to set it | |
| Money kept screamin some CRAP that I dissed him | |
| So I started lettin off gunshots but I missed him | |
| Honey got scared, and called the fiveoh | |
| So yo, you know the half Dukes, time for me to go | |
| Cause I ain' t the type to be doin no bid | |
| For a dame or a lamebrained punk Spanish kid | |
| So I chill, call the hooker up the next day | |
| She told me come over yo, bet I' m on my way | |
| Be there in a sec, yo I' m not too far | |
| She said, " Park around the back so he don' t see the car" | |
| Met me at the door with a kiss and a smile | |
| I said, " Sorry about last night, money kinda wild" | |
| " Umm yeah I know, small thing don' t worry" | |
| Just show me to your room so we can do this in a hurry | |
| Kissed her from her earlobes down to her chest | |
| Went for the bellybutton and to hell with the rest | |
| Got her buttnaked and before a second passed | |
| I had her on the bed with my fingers up her ahh! | |
| Now she' s ready, set for a good steady bangin | |
| Until she looked down and seen Moby Dick hangin | |
| She told me, " Take it easy yo trust me just chill" | |
| Knowin once I get up in it yo I' m goin for the kill | |
| So she spread ' em, thick rich and creamy like mayo | |
| Aiyyo, layo, the tip is on the wayo | |
| Pinned her legs back, just about to slide in | |
| When the door burst open SLAM damn it' s her boyfriend! | |
| Did it again! | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse Three | |
| Now I' m mad, money done spoiled all the fun | |
| On top of that he beefin and he ain' t got a gun | |
| Flippin the jibs, I guess he wanted to brawl | |
| So I started hookin all buttnaked and all | |
| Threw a right, caught money dead in the jaw | |
| BOOM with the left and his fronts hit the floor | |
| Now I had him, time to put his head for rest | |
| So I beat him unconcious and I started gettin dressed | |
| Honey all hysterical and screamin all hoarse | |
| Said she seen a box car pullin up in the yard | |
| Just bout to jet, yo guess what I saw | |
| Some old big black HMMM bust in the door | |
| " Now hold up, what the hell you doin in my house? | |
| Get your ass off the floor, put your teeth in your mouth | |
| Now everybody better be gone by the count of one | |
| Look, better yet, y' all stay right here | |
| I' m goin to get my gun" | |
| Now that' s it! Enough is enough, I ain' t with it | |
| I' m catchin mad beef and yo I ain' t even hit it | |
| Honey looked good and yo the buns was fat | |
| But ain' t a coochie in the whole WORLD worth all that | |
| So umm, I got my coat and I was on my way | |
| That' s when she started breakin down, and beggin me to stay | |
| Knock it off, it ain' t that much beggin in the world | |
| Next time I want some skins, I' ll go and hit my own girl | |
| Man I' m out, and I ain' t tryin to see you again | |
| So eff you, eff your pops AND YOUR FAGGOTASS BOYFRIEND! | |
| .. | |
| Chorus x2: to fade |
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