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[Intro: Kurupt + (Daz)] Yeah, let me tell you about this bitch (look at that hoe right there! She finer than a motherfucker.. Well go spit at her!) I seen her over there in the mall.. Fuckin` the biggest titties a nigga ever saw (Girl, come over here and give us your number girl Quit fakin` on us, shit, come on...)
[Kurupt] She was pretty as shit, fly as can be, lil` pretty ass bitch I played her cool like a coin machine Exactly, I`m in the back - you know what I mean? I ain`t `bout to approach her, cause I knows her game And I know what she be doin`, and I knows her name She`s Belina, man when I seen her on the corner, chillin` Eh yo, I understand that I want her Take her to the back where she belongs She heard of me Kurupt, and she heard of my songs Eh yo, it`s no doubt, I`m `bout to turn this mutha out Like hammer this slammer, so let`s play house Yo, it`s all about the games that people play, everyday I met her up in L.A There`s no stalls I don`t have no flaws I`m rough and raw, met her up at the Crenshaw Mall She was chillin`, I`m chillin` like a villain Eh yo, I`m cold as ice Kurupt, I`ll step to her and my game`s precise I`m like "Yo what`s up girl?, it`s me Kurupt you know I`m here, let me share your world" Eh yo, she`s like "what`s happenin`? Yo I`ve seen you before, I don`t believe it What you doin` up at this mall?" I`m like "Yo, I`m out to get some clothes" And this is just story, one story about many hoez
[Chorus] This is stories.. Of hoez we know.. This is stories.. Of hoez we know..
[Daz Dillinger] I bust a hoe from way back and she was stacked With a million plus bricks, body and shit I met her in the Beverly Center, up in Beverly Hills She had a Guess bag, some D.A. and why the bitch look fly Them, me, him, he, can be with you, tonight you`ll see You wonder why I spit this game Tha Gang, always remains the same I got bitches, who least expect it I got drunk fine bitches who strip butt naked I got skinny hoez, thick hoez, who perform I got bitches, in the quietest storm I got a bitch named Pam - broke up with her man Hit the pussy one time, she didn`t understand I had another hoe in the club, by the name Love Love was the girl who loved clit plus dick All kind of freaky shit, (c`mon) doin` it wild Penis on a tuesday night, we doin` it wild You know my name and you know the game YOu know the game can never be the same Once I leave you hoe, I ain`t never comin` back Dick run fat, so slap you dead on your back hoe
[Chorus] This is stories.. Of hoez we know.. This is stories.. Of hoez we know..
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