(Chorus: The Luniz) Handcuff your hoes, the is yours Handcuff your hoes, if the is yours Handcuff hoes, if the girl is yours Handcu-u-u-ff your
(Numskull) This rap goes to all you player haters Hand cuff hoes, that goes to all you Captain Save-Hers Me, my major industries gold and diamonds Been grindin' for nine and half now I'm rhymin' Reclinin' meal couldn't be lookin' me in the eye I'm sigh now, that ass like Saturday Night Live (WHHHYYYY!) Because I'm all between they wife's But all jokes aside I yoke the ride and roll the up at the same time While I I cross my heart and hope to die Hella high, it's the blowin' greenery till we die So haters do me a favor, handcuff your I through when your husband's at the job Many hunners got players, baby mammas feedin' me all of hibachi shrimp and I don't even rock pimpin dudes But I'm through, you never knew I touched her Got her screamin loud as hell Chris Tucker (aaaaah!) your hoes
(The Luniz) When I step in the (niggas snatch they hoes up quickly) start breakin' out (cause they all wanna get with me) Cause they they hoes ain't faithful (and my eyes is on them all) And snatch them if I'm able (hey, put this lighter on the balls) Olly-olly-oxenfree, don't to give your hoes to me
(Numskull) Uh, I'm used to stabbin' top and border coochies Just big booty, firm casabas, preferably (WITH BIG THIIIGHS!) em ride they self up the wall easy Off the them, feel breezy Do me a favor, take your (HOME) you find your breezy (GONE) It'll be for life, only when I'm beerin' at I the better things in life Nice, he hearin' that I ain't the to be buyin' bitches clothes they know and still keep So handcuff your (handcuff your hoes)
(Chorus: The Luniz) your hoes, if the girl is yours Handcuff your hoes, the is yours your hoes, if the girl is yours Handcu-u-u-ff your (your hoes)
(Yukmouth) Hey Mrs. Big Butt (why you cry?) She fight all the (Oh my, my, my) He's been cheatin' on you, but don't worry, please dry your Just take a with smoke-a-lot, the master of high (HOW HIIGGH!), enough to kiss the sky, on the real I wonder why beautiful girls fat guys He must got his cape on tight, oh up in the sky (WHHHYYY!), now that's a Save-Her fo' sure Me being that no, no, no, no, no I know some don't want to be a dumb-dummy but don't play around and my money Like a gun take you away And if you niggas act a fool, I'll spray you the AK Just let me the hoe (and go peacefully) Let me skip the sunset (like tweed-de-lee-de-lee) I like to and so do you If you can take one nut you can take two And it's true, we to party (TO PARTY!) We to party
(Chorus: The Luniz) Handcuff hoes, if the girl is yours Handcuff your hoes, if the is yours Handcuff your hoes, if the is yours your hoes (your hoes) Handcuff your hoes, the is yours your hoes, if the girl is yours Handcuff hoes, if the girl is yours Handcu-u-u-ff your hoes (your hoes), I'm