Handcuff Your Hoes-Luniz

Album by: Lunitik Muzik Artist by: Luniz (chorus: the luniz) Handcuff your hoes, the girl is yours Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours Handcu-u-u-ff your hoes (numskull) This rap here goes to all you player haters Hand cuff your hoes, that goes to all you captain save-hers Me, my major industries gold teeth and diamonds Been grindin for nine and half years now Im rhymin Reclinin meal tickets couldnt be lookin me in the eye Im sigh now, clown that a** like saturday night live (whhhyyyy!) Because Im all between they wifes thighs But all jokes aside I yoke the ride and roll the w**d up at the same time While I drive I cross my heart and hope to die Hella high, its the mobb blowin greenery till we die So haters do me a favor, handcuff your briide I creep through when your husbands at the job Many hunners got players, baby mammas feedin me all kinds Of hibachi shrimp and I dont even rock versacci pimpin dudes But when Im through, you never knew I touched her Got her screamin loud as hell like chris tucker (aaaaah!) Handcuff your hoes (the luniz) When I step in the house (niggas snatch they hoes up quickly) Niggas start breakin out (cause they all wanna get with me) Cause they know they hoes aint faithful (and my eyes is on them all) And Ill snatch them if Im able (hey, put this lighter on the balls) Olly-olly-oxenfree, dont hesitate to give your hoes to me (numskull) Uh, Im used to stabbin top notch and border coochies Just big booty, firm casabas, preferably groupies (with big thiiighs!) Makin em ride they self up the wall easy Off the expecting them, feel breezy Do me a favor, take your hoes (home) Before you find your breezy (gone) Itll be for life, only players when Im beerin at I want the better things in life Nice, he aint hearin that I aint the ni**a to be buyin b**ches clothes They know that and still keep So handcuff your hoes (handcuff your hoes) (chorus: the luniz) Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours Handcuff your hoes, the girl is yours Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours Handcu-u-u-ff your hoes (your hoes) (yukmouth) Hey mrs. big butt (why you always cry? ) She fight all the time (oh my, my, my) Hes been cheatin on you, but dont worry, please dry your eyes Just take a ride with smoke-a-lot, the master of high (how hiiggh!), high enough to kiss the sky, on the real I wonder why beautiful girls date fat guys He must got his cape on tight, oh look up in the sky (whhhyyy!), now thats a captain save-her fo sure Me being like that no, no, no, no, no I know some hoes dont want to be a dumb-dummy But dont play around and disrespect my money Like a gun Ill take you away And if you niggas act a fool, Ill spray you with the ak Just let me take the hoe (and go peacefully) Let me skip into the sunset (like tweed-de-lee-de-lee) I like to come and so do you If you can take one nut then you can take two And its true, we likes to party (to party!) We likes to party (chorus: the luniz) Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours Handcu-u-u-ff your hoes (your hoes) Handcuff your hoes, the girl is yours Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours Handcuff your hoes, if the girl is yours Handcu-u-u-ff your hoes (your hoes), Im breezy