Ghostface Killah

Ghostface Killah - Handcuffin' Them Hoes lyrics

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(feat. Jim Jones)





[Ghostface Killah]

Yeah, yeah

Yeah I cheat and I fuck other bitches

Y'all just lame sucker-for-love ass niggaz

Su.F.L.A.N! Go ahead and spell it out

I gets my love game on without a doubt

My girl know I'm live (yeah) point blank period

Handcuffin them hoes y'all can't be serious

You ain't cut from the right cloth, fuck your rag

One word in your bitch ear, she all in the bag

Give a fuck if that's your broad, she shouldn't be out

We in the club lookin to put somethin fat in her mouth

Easy! Hold on, I see a fox comin

Between now and a few hours I'll be up in her stomach

And I ain't even gotta be dipped

I pull out my pocket too Sloppy Joe, mixed this thick

You ever try foldin a brick?

Tryin to shove hundred dollar bills in your jeans and half of it rip?

We them Staten Island boys, intelligent thugs

9 out of 10 times yeah we lookin to fuck

And y'all already word know what it is

On some Teena Marie shit, nucca, I'm talkin square biz

What?



[Chorus: Ghostface]

Y'all need to stop handcuffin them hoes

Comin in the club handcuffin them hoes

You don't even know 'em handcuffin them hoes

Cuffin them hoes, cuffin them hoes



[Jim Jones - talking over Chorus at first]

Whassup Ghost?

Westhaven

Sucker! I hear you Ghost

Jones!



F.EM.L, Fuck 'em and we leave 'em (I'm gone)

P-I-M-P, treat 'em like we great 'em (ya hear that?)

Shit, treat 'em like we don't need 'em

Cause after we fuck 'em out the phone we delete 'em (doop doop)

Leave 'em for them suckers, let them other niggaz keep 'em (you can have her)

They keep 'em to the point that we don't see 'em (where'd she go?)

Shit, but the bitches need freedom

They wanna come outside and start freakin (AOW!)

Jumpin on dick like they leapin (watch it) it's Leap Year [laughin]

She disappearin for the weekend (where she went?!)

So hell yeah she starts creepin

You had her locked up like she was livin in precinct (prisoner!)

She want a gangster, nigga youse a weakling

She wanna ride fast in the cars while we chiefin (vroom vroom)

Just cause you was cuffin the hoe

I had fucked her one time now I'm duckin this hoe

Please in your mind, never drop a dime but

Damn, ain't that some shit?

And I just wanted to have a good time

Now I got a hoe on my line, buggin!

Slow down



[Chorus]



[Jim Jones - over Chorus]

Stop cuffin these hoes

Stop cuffin these hoes



[Chorus]



[Jim Jones - over Chorus]

Stop cuffin these hoes

Stop cuffin these hoes

Let her go!
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