MF Doom - Hoe Cakes lyrics
KEEP YA HOES IN CHECK!(..Super!)
I got this girl and she
wants me to duke Her
I told her I'd come scoop her
around 8, she said "Super!"
that sounds great, shorty
girl's a trooper
no matter what I need her to do, she
be like "Super!"
own his own throne, the boss like King
Koopa
on the microphone he flossed the ring
"Super!
average emcees is like a TV blooper
MF
DOOM...hes like D.B. Cooper
out wit the moolah, I let her
get a outfit
jus to cool her off she said niggaz ain't
about shit
I wonder if she meant it, I doubt it
the way
it be in her mouth, she can't live witout it
and
can't live with this, handle yo bidness
villain'll
stay on a scandalous hoes shit list
one pack of cookies
please Mr. Hooper
its fun smackin rookies, he is the
"Super!"
look like a black wookie when he let his beard
grow
weirdo, brown skin'ded always kept his hair
low
rumor has it its a S-curl accident
DOOM was always
known to keep the best girls backs bent
some say its the
eyes, some say the accent
a lotta guys wonder where they
stacks went
I call her thunder thighs, with the fatty
swolla
only mess wit high rollas, do what daddy told
her
no matter the city she with me to do the thang
thang
work in the coochie, hooptie chitty chitty bang
bang
same name on the titty as on the name ring
pretty
like Baby D off "all in the same gang"
keep my eye on her
really don't trust her
but I treat her like a daughter,
taught her how to bust a nut
and the heat to turn beef to
horsemeat chalupa
teach her how to hold it, of course he is
the "Super!"
see most cats treat her like foofer
or beat
her to a stupor, take it from the "Super!"
ya need to make
her feel cuter
and lay down the G like Luther,
everythin'll be "Super!"
do for her, keep her in a new
fur
so she look sweet when she go to meet the
"Super!"
got the buddha get the Grenadiers, twist it
put
it in the air, come 'ere, kiss it
listen here scooter,
let her try to bag you
when she's on the rag never let
her fry the Ragu
which will have you under some type of
spell crying "dag boo"
her name on ya back in her
tattoo
whether a bourgie broad, nerd hoe, street
chick
don't call her wifey if you met her at the
freaknick
you don't want her don't waste her time,
I'll dupe her
oh and be a father to ya child like the
"Super!"
he keep his hoes in check
sends 'em out to
get glows from off frozen necks
tell 'em take his
clothes, leave him posin nekkid for real
better yet, get
'em for the check off the record deal
find out where he
keep the tek an the blue steel
make sure for extra wreck let
'em know how you feel
and while he's runnin down
to all star weekend to ball
I'm comin with the
U-HAUL!(Super!)
(..Super!) (...Super!)
