Westside Connection - Westward Ho lyrics

Check it ho, shut your mouth and get naked
I'm connected plus I'm makin' hit records
So, if you wanna win, hop in and take a spin
That's WC and Mack 10
What's your name girlfriend
You can have some fun with us
Lay in the sun with us
Pack a gun with us and make a run with us
To these illegal amigos who
Wanna buy bald eagles
Out my regals we shoppin' at Spiegels
So what you wanna do
Decision, decisions
And what you think about
Dick and pussy collisions
You're an irresistible bitch and all that
Me, I'm rich as fuck plus I smell like yac
So come on

A nigga gots to get chose it's
A house full of hoes
I suppose at least one of those want
Mister flossy with the kilos
You know it's quick fast shit
It's all about the cash
Pauveted Rolex' and Benz' in the S class
Don't get it twisted nigga you know the word
Cube got the herb and I don't fuck
With nothin' less than a bird
I make your whole crew scatter
What you say don't matter
Cause nigga
You's a punk so tell your bitch
I need to holla at her
I take fo shows hop in my Benzo
I stomp my Chuck to the flow as
I head Westward with your ho
It's Mack 1-0 so fuck what she say
I put it down the G way
I'm gettin' head on the freeway

Irresistible bitch let's go
Where we goin'
Westward ho

Ho, you need some dick in your life
Dick in your life
Like Jodeci I'm feenin' to fuck
You 'til you're bleeding
You need to be rolling
With this cap peela
Fuck that sucka for love lolly pop toe
Lickin' ass nigga
See you say you want a real
G so why don't you
Play like Jayo Felony and bitch take a
Ride with me because I can
Use a ho like you a bitch down to blast
And help me twist this Motherfuckin' plastic
Because you're a true bitch
From the Westside
About five-ten
Two-twenty with scars on your thighs
And that's they type of ho
I want down with me
So bitch get your ass in and
Let's rob the whole city

Did I mention I think about
You when I'm benchin'
And runnin' my trigger finger
All through your extensions
It's intense dreamin' of a
Black picket fence
His and her 9's
Teach you how to rhyme on the mic
You Tina, I'm Ike
Know you ain't a dyke cause you seem to like
The way I lay pipe
Keep it tight let's put this
Mattress to the test
Yes, I must confess, I got some prior arrests
Fo sho you know we're goin' westward ho
Can you handle
Half a chicken in the door panel
We at the mo' with a four-O and a joint
We got high, fucked around
And missed the drop off point

I put it down all around
Westbound is where I'm headed
Since I keep my heat leaded if
You trip you get wetted
We be huffing like hogs nigga
Who can see my crew
No better yet me and you
Nigga what you wanna do
Fool
Cause all I do is wreck from the hip I teck
And when I come from the
Shoulders I straight Westside Connect
I got chickens by the flock I
Got the block on lock
Around the clock I sell rock so
Ain't a bitch I can't knock
So handcuff your trick if she's
A good lookin' ho
Cause dog I run with niggas that
The Fed's is lookin' fo'
They wanna get at us because
Our pockets is the fattest
And bitches be jockin' us because
We got the baller status

I want a janky bitch, a janky bitch
A bitch straight down
Penitentiary bound
With the qualifications of a ho like you
C-sections tattoos stretch marks
And bullet wounds
A rough bitch in a beanie the type
Of bitch that's down to do
A drive by on my enemies
Like Mary J you're all I need
When I'm in jail the kind of ho
That's down to keester me weed
Fantasies of you and me I keep
Having 'em at the park smoking on a
Hump sharing a tall can of Magnum
Fucking in the back of the
Coup let's get it cracking
So pass the stick and tell
Me ho what's happening

This West Coast gangsta' shit
Got it crackin'
We all mackin' so baby how you actin'
This West Coast gangsta' shit
Got it crackin'
We all mackin' so baby how you actin'