Songtexte:
H W A Livin In A Hoe House

a fucking horn And blow on that sucker 'till the break of dawn When I chose you I made a hell of a pick Boy, you eat pussy like a professional trick I

throwing hand grenades Like a hoe on a stroll, I got to get paid It ain't pussy that I'm selling, so fuck with your yelling H.W.A., pockets keep swelling

a big one I'll play with your mind, boy, your dick is like a toy Like a Weeble that wobbles, like a nipple on a bottle Little like that, is how you stand A

t playing your game Now here's a short story about a nasty ass nigga He's a player, a dapper, and a bitch slapper He can even wear the title of a nasty

had a lot of men before I met you I'm a have a lot more before I get through From coast to coast, I'm known very well A hoe with an attitude that never

a give you an F cause your ass'll stand tall A funky white bitch with a little bit of ball Ruthless, that's what you think you are A hoe is on the beat

get stuck like a truck And you know what, I don't give a fuck 'Cause I'll keep going, and flowing, and showing H.W.A. has got to keep hoeing For thousand

You know the those P.H.D. niggaz But you know I pop a lot of shit but I back it up though see it's a difference a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot

You know, the, those P.H.D. niggaz But you know I pop a lot of shit but I back it up though see it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot