Stank Ass Hoe Lyrics - Skull & Bones - Cypress Hill

(Sen Dog) 

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 

Once again, ha ha ha 

We back, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha 

(B-Real) 

Now all these new nigas tryin to bust grips 

Keep tryin, I'm shittin all over yo tapes 

And yo CDs, you see these 

Niggas wit the weed leaves, you need these 

Hill biggas to bust trigga, sicka sicka 

The rhyme spitter spittin over the transmittor 

I got double platinum records on the wall 

While you got double cheeseburgers in yo toilet stall 

Cats wanna try me, you must be high 

Cause you havin fuckin +Illusions+, no lie, what you usin? 

Gimme some of that shit (shit), you fakin it 

Any little title you got, I'm takin it 

You can't have it, you didn't earn it 

Spit on yo name, shit on it, and burn it 

Suckas wanna floss and play the big boss 

What movie you livin in and how much did it cost? 

What role are you playin? I'm only sayin 

You're the record gettin played and I'm DJ'in 

Playin you, playin you, and playin you 

Decayin you, I'm tyin and breakin you (ah ha ha) 

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(Chorus: B-Real (Sen Dog)) 

You're a weak ass hoe 

Punk slow yo role 

You're nothin but a clone 

With nothin to show 

You're a weak ass hoe 

Need a style of your own 

You're a weak ass hoe 

You're a weak ass hoe (Punk ass nigga) 

Leave me alone (Carbon copyin muthafucka) 

Punk nigga wit no flow (You ain't shit) 

You're a weak ass hoe (Fuck your little record, punk) 

You're a weak ass hoe (Eat a dick) 

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(B-Real) 

Now look at her over there (damn), lookin all fine 

Shakin her ass, tellin me to grab from behind 

Please don't mind me, you'll find me 

Rollin the pine trees, women askin to sign these 

Well OK, but you're gonna get me in trouble 

Nice ones, I gotta be out on the double 

I'll be in that corner table wit my homies 

Gettin stoney tryin to avoid the phonies 

Huh, what you askin? Do I got plastic 

To buy you and yo friends drinks? Do I have assets? 

Do I got a big home? Do I live alone? 

Can I use yo cell phone?, feelin my bone 

She wanna ride me, she wanna tie me 

Around her tiny little finger and ride me blindly 

I don't think so, you stink, hoe 

The chain in yo brain is missin a link, hoe 

Please back up, I know you look good 

But that ain't enough to get half of my stuff, bitch 

(ah ha ha, that's right, you're a stank hoe!) 

(Chorus: B-Real (Sen Dog)) 

You're a stank ass hoe 

Tryin to get dough 

Leave me alone 

Cause you can't roll 

You're a stank ass hoe 

Nut ridin pro 

You're a stank ass hoe 

A stank ass hoe 

Leave me alone (Broke ass hoodrat) 

You can't roll (You can't roll) 

You're a stank ass hoe 

A stank ass hoe (Stank ass hoe) 

You're a stank ass hoe (Dick suckin tramp) 

(Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha) 

(Bring it back homie, come on, huh) 

(B-Real) 

Here goes another example to begin it 

With a twist (yeah) like pussy I'm in it 

When I look at me, I look and see 

How long it took for you to throw the book at me 

Damn that shit hurts, but I put in work 

These niggas are like germs, over the counter they lurk 

And smirk when you fall down, but I calm down 

And put the anti-bacterial assault down 

Kill germs that wanna test, they want the best 

Comparin you to me is like a nigga to the cess 

Never settle for stress, or wack rappers 

I'm rockin the outta the West and rockin the East (?) 

(Chorus: B-Real (Sen Dog)) 

(Punk ass nigga) 

You're a bitch ass hoe 

Knockin on my door 

Leave me alone 

Cause you got no soul 

You're a bitch ass hoe (Trick ass hoe) 

Need to find a place to go 

You're a bitch ass hoe (Punk ass niggas) 

You're a bitch ass hoe 

Don't touch the microphone 

You're a bitch ass hoe (Eat a muthafuckin dick) 

You're a bitch ass hoe 

Leave me alone 

Got no place to go 

You're a bitch ass hoe (Trick ass hoe) 

(humming)