Ain't Got No Haters (feat. Too $hort) - Ice Cube

There she go sliding down the pole There she go sliding down the pole There she is (there she is) There she go (there she go) There she is (there she is) There she go (there she go), wow There she go sliding down the pole There she go sliding down the pole There she is (yeah) There she go (uh-huh) There she is (yeah) There she go, wow They say her brain is in her ass, but she really smart (but she really smart) All about her cash, never been a mark (never been a mark) Raised in the trap, seen a whole lot (seen a whole lot) Gluteus maximus shaped like a heart (shaped like a heart) Legs spread apart ('part), trying to go to Clark (Clark) Looking for the light (light), but always find dark (dark) Some of my folks like tricking, some of my folks like pimping Some of my folks spit raps, some of my folks pitch crack Give you a tycoon shower without the shower cap I got the money and the power, sprinkle you with stacks There she go, slide down the pole One dollar bills coming out her asshole There she go sliding down the pole There she go sliding down the pole There she is (there she is) There she go (there she go) There she is (there she is) There she go (there she go), wow There she go sliding down the pole There she go sliding down the pole There she is (yeah) There she go (uh-huh) There she is (yeah) There she go, wow There she go, down the pole (uh) That's daddy's little girl, but he don't know If he finds out, she'll be in trouble But if he don't, her money doubles (money doubles) Every day she goes to work (goes to work) Put her on stage, they go berserk (go berserk) I'm way in the back blowin' purp (uh) You throwing cash in the air, you supposed to flirt ('posed to flirt) When she come out them drawers, ass everywhere (everywhere) Don't keep her all night, pass it, player (pass it, player) 'Cause she's my favorite, yes, she is I wanna see her dance naked, she's the best in the biz, bitch There she go sliding down the pole There she go sliding down the pole There she is (there she is) There she go (there she go) There she is (there she is) There she go (there she go), wow There she go sliding down the pole There she go sliding down the pole There she is (yeah) There she go (uh-huh) There she is (yeah) There she go, wow Thicker than all outdoors, she got booty galore (booty galore) Ass like I've never even seen before (never seen before) She cakey, she pickin' up her money off the floor (money off the floor) It's crazy, all the ballers in the club know her I called the crib, told my broad I ain't coming back home (I ain't coming back home) I done found me another chick I wanna bone They call me $hort ($hort), I'm nothin' nice (uh) Been hanging out in clubs all my life (what else?) Seen a wild-ass stripper, hair was bushy (yeah) Upside down with a beer in her pussy (uh-oh) Way up on the pole, she can sit on the roof (what else?) Slid back down, she was getting it loose There she go sliding down the pole There she go sliding down the pole There she is (there she is) There she go (there she go) There she is (there she is) There she go (there she go), wow There she go sliding down the pole There she go sliding down the pole There she is (yeah) There she go (uh-huh) There she is (yeah) There she go, wow

Now take my bitch, she won't complain about shit Because she's my hoe, she don't belong to a trick So when you fuck her and give her all your cash I get paid or put my foot in her ass I won't marry the bitch, and give her half I get more head and then I laugh at the one bitch shit I got a gang of hoes I get, freak, ass, lick, these balls and toes Now stupid little bitches get tossed If they don't realize I'm the motherfucking boss Come on down and get your ass pinched And if you talk shit, get your ass lynched 'Cause I'm the B, the I, the T, the C, the H The K, the I, the L, the L, the A Ice Cube, a nigga that's bigga than a nut 'Cause a bitch is a bitch is a hoe is a slut You say how can I call a women a bitch? It ain't nothing but a word like shit Ain't no slippin' in my motherfucking pimping And all bitches ain't women You come home and get smooth cussed out You gotta a bitch with a foul ass mouth Scared to tripp her with a left hook You'z a bitch in my book, bitch My nigga Jinx made the mix So punk ass motherfucking bitches get the 86 I keep hoes on five (Yeah bitch) 'Cause I'm fucking more pussy than the law allow With my boy Too $hort See, he quick to grab a bitch by the throat And slam her ass, cram her ass, with a fat dick 'Cause she's a trick bitch I like fat bitches and I like 'em slim I'll take a fat bitch and stick my dick right in, her big fat ass She'll make me cum again I'm mack daddy bitch, fuck her friend I saw your homegirl, she said whats up with us I said nothing, fucked her on a tour bus She got it good too, dicked down on the floor The bitch was fine, but the pussy ain't good as yours She a straggler, struggler, straight salome smuggler Everytime I see the bitch, she's looking uglier And if you got a trick ass on your left Sitting there with dick on her breath Last night she sucked my dick, now she's kissing little man Won't even suck my dick, unless cut out the middle man And if you have never heard of me you'z a bitch It ain't but a word to me I'll stop calling ya, beyotch Man, fuck these hoes man, ya know Nappy ass bitch ass tramp ass sluty ass hoe I'll stop calling ya, beyotch I go hard on a bitch, fuck respect for ya men I get my way with a bitch, when I act like a pimp Always carrying bank, but I fooled the bitch 'Cause all she ever got was to druel on my dick Ice Cube will slap a hoe for the fuck of it Just like me and that's some real shit Bitch got bold with her loud ass mouth Tough ass bitch got knocked out You know a bitch ain't nuthin' but a word to me Some of you punks are just scared to see If you could call that bitch a bitch you would And if you can't, you probably should I'm spitting game to you mark ass lames On how how to get a bitch and treat the bitch like shit You can't buy love, all pimps know that It's all about the way old Short Dogg macks Don't hold the bitch hand or walk side by side Go first class everytime you fly She'll go Greyhound and just meet you there I'm just an ice cold hard ass Oakland player You want to tongue kiss bitch, it figures I introduce you to my homeboy Richard Also known by his nickname Dick Now let's tongue kiss bitch I like big butts so let it be known to the public I bust a rap or two and the bitches love it I'm only out for one thing so hate me I ain't the one so don't try to fade me I don't wear too much gold because it's tacky I bust a Raider hat T-Shirt and Khakis See a lot of hoes in freaky clothes everyday So I talk to 'em in any ol can I way See a bitch need a nigga to coach 'em So I grab my dick and smoothly approach 'em I say hi and I'm really kind of pitched If they ignore me then I say, "Yo freak bitch" Give up the number hardly, we'll have a slumber party You see I'll fuck you to death and then I'll dump the body 'Cause I'm a nigga that's bigga than crew or a gang And when it comes to bitches I'm out for only one thang Yo bitch ain't nothing but a word to me, $hort

Girl, I must confess, your love is the best 'Cause all we wanna do is put this dick in you Girl, I must confess 'cause your love is the best All we wanna do is put this up in you When I first saw you, I couldn't stop watchin' you I couldn't stop thinkin' 'bout how I should be knockin' you All I wanna do is holla at you later Handle my business, you know I'm a player I've never been a hater, I shouldn't be faultin' you But you got me laughin' at the nigga you talkin' to I guess you like squares, what's up with tonight? Like Tupac says you need a thug in your life A nigga like me, I'll beat that pussy up Have you at the house doin' all kinda freaky stuff Ain't nuttin' new to me, watcha wanna do to me I know you ain't no groupie, givin' up the coochie But I got deep in your drawls anyway I'll get it again, if I want it any day I got that game from the coast out west Your pussy's the best, I must confess Girl, I must confess, your love is the best 'Cause all we wanna do is put this dick in you Girl, I must confess 'cause your love is the best All we wanna do is put this up in you I can't sleep at night, you always keep me up Suckin' on my dick, let me deep in them guts I can't stop fuckin' you, runnin' all up in you I know you got a nigga but you still know what to do You never hold back, never act shy Make it look so good I never close my eyes I like the way your titties shake when you're ridin' me You take it out, lick it and say put it back inside of me And that's what I'ma do bitch, give you this true dick Bring all your girlfriends and we can do this I got a lot of homies and we all got game Y'all can hang with them squares but it's not the same I wont take you to the movies or a fake club I take you straight to my house get naked and fuck Short Dog'll never settle for less I must confess, you got the best Girl, I must confess, your love is the best 'Cause all we wanna do is put this dick in you Girl, I must confess 'cause your love is the best All we wanna do is put this up in you I keep a gang of hoes on my team at all times Let a nigga know that the pussy's all mine Hit it on the regular, you know I'm good for that Top notch bitches, even fuck them hood rats Take her to the mansion, take off the pants then Kidnap the pussy and hold it for ransom But none of them bitches can fuck like you Hit me on my beeper you know I'm comin' through Just like that, always was and always will be I'll get ya wet, and then you gonna feel me Way up in ya, not far from Virginia Stick it in your mouth on the way down south So when you get home and smell the cum on your breath Go in the bathroom and play with yourself Your pussy's the best, I must confess Whenever your horny I got a "S" on my chest Girl, I must confess, your love is the best 'Cause all we wanna do is put this dick in you Girl, I must confess 'cause your love is the best All we wanna do is put this up in you

All hail to the West coast, I am the grand wizard The West coast warlord and the future is today 'Cause tomorrow that shit never come I worry 'bout today and this urban decay I worry 'bout Hip-Hop, when did it flip-flop? Get whack and turn into gridlock I don't know, is it a government plot? I don't give a fuck whether you love it or not That's all we got and if you throw it away You dumb as OJ, off a for-tay In your Izod, this the rap God What'chu gon' put up in your iPod? Downloader, what'chu gon' do When your favorite MC got to sue you? 'Cause he got to eat, ain't nothin' taboo Get your ass beat by Erykah Badu 'Cause you wanna steal this good music Put me out of business, now you lose it Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout tomorrow That shit never come This is very hard to swallow Get your ass up, man Keep your hand up on that throttle You better ride all day, ride all night Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow Tomorrow, I'ma handle my business But today, I'ma drink this liquor 'Cause tomorrow I might be a little quicker But today I'm just the same old nigga You know that shit is still a day away Do yo' thang baby, put your life on layaway 'Cause everybody is Nostradamus Boy, don't you know that tomorrow ain't promised? To all the lil' mamas Don't do a nigga like Isiah Thomas If you a bitch, please be honest Actin' like a hoe, you're not an angel While you're daydreamin 'bout your future Motherfucker come around the corner and shoot you Don'tcha get stuck in neutral Put your shit in drive, while you still alive 'cause Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout tomorrow That shit never come This is very hard to swallow Get your ass up, man Keep your hand up on that throttle I'ma ride all day, ride all night Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow Tomorrow, that shit never come I know it sounds strange but today is never done I'm up in the Range when the clock strikes one While y'all countin sheep, I'm countin' Benja-mons Up on my feet at the break of the sun President of the Gangster Nation We don't go to war, we go to the store We rob from the rich and give to the poor Hip-Hop, oh what a bore Lettin' college motherfuckers run the front door Fuck that, let's take it back to the streets Don't let Viacom dictate the heat The nerve of them, I never heard of them Askin' me about my urban spins And if I got about a thousand of them I'm a great MC accordin' to them, fuck that Tomorrow, don't you worry 'bout tomorrow That shit never come This is very hard to swallow Get your ass up, man Keep your hand up on that throttle We're gon' ride all night, ride all night Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow (All hail to the West coast, I am the grand wizard) This is very hard to swallow (The West coast warlord, the future is today) Keep your hand up on that throttle (Get your grind on, mayne, get your grind on, mayne) (Get your grind on) Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow