[Intro]
All these n***as and all these hoes in here
Somebody here gon' fuck
All these n***as and all these hoes in here
Somebody here gon' fuck
All these n***as and all these hoes in here
Somebody here gon' fuck
All these n***as and all these hoes in here
Somebody here gon' fuck

[Verse 1: Hittman]
Talking that, walking that, spittin' at hoes
Smoking this, drinking that, gettin' at hoes
Fuck this, I'm hitting that, I'm hitting 'em both
Have one riding dick, one licking my toes
When I'm loving these hoes there ain't no love involved
No hugs, no kisses, bear rugs, bare britches
Rare bitches, like them hoes in them Black Tail pictures
Bitch, jumped off my dick
(Is that Dre over there?)

[Verse 2: Dr. Dre]
Yeah, I just took some ecstasy
Ain't no telling what the side effects could be
All these fine bitches equal sex to me
Plus I got this bad bitch laying next to me
No doubt, sat back on the couch
Pants down, rubber on, set to turn that ass out
Laid the bitch out, then I put it in her mouth
Pulled out, nutted on a towel, and passed out
[Hook: Kurupt]
Come on, let's get high (high)
Let's get high (high)
Come on, let's get high (high)
Let's get high, all my ladies
Let's get high (high)
High (high)
Let's get high (high)
Come on, let's get high

[Verse 3: Kurupt]
I make the four hop
Pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels, in my G'd up apparel
Stomping in the party
Kurupt Young Gotti
I'm fucking something in this bitch
Hit 'em with some gangsta shit
Put something in your mouth, bitch – real tasty
I'm looking real saucy in my gangsta-ass Stacys
Hit the party, ease up, Kurupt with an ounce an'
Got all the hoes in this motherfucker bouncing
Bouncing

[Interlude]
Yo, whattup, Scruncho?
Mel-Man. what's cracking?
Wassup wit all these ol' punk ass hoes in here?
[Verse 4: Ms. Roq]
N***a, what? I'm a hustling bitch, I like them get-rich n***as
Them hit-the-switch n***as
N***as 'bout the sex and which bitch to hit next
While I'm kicking my game and collecting them checks
Got all y'all n***as vexed to fuck this triple-X rated ho
You say you ain't eat it, you ate it though
And uh, Roq don't stop, can't be dropping no drawers
To the n***as, how you figure got you shitting in yours
Yeah, little dicks always running they mouth
While a bitch is better off to masturbate and be out
All you bitches up in here know what I'm talkin about
Get the loot, get the ice, fuck the wife, no doubt
Trying to live lavy, marry a big dick and stay cavi
Holla back at them n***as that hollered at me
Pop the Cris' – whip the 6 and shit
And have all y'all n***as limp when I twist my shit

[Outro: Ms. Roq]
Yeah, bitch ass n***as