Handcuffin' Them Hoes Lyrics - Apollo Kids - Ghostface Killah

[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? 

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[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) 

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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!