Bald Headed Hoes

Lyrics

(talking) Haha, Y'all thought this was Dragnet, didn't you? Wrong answer again This song is for all the mothafuckin' chicken-head bitches And we kept the mothafuckin' names the same 'Cause we think being a bald-head bitch is a goddamn shame [Verse 1] What the fuck is goin' on in this goddamn world? What are you, bitch? A boy or a girl? I can't tell 'cause your shit on the sides are gone You remind me of that monkey-lookin' bitch Grace Jones Fucked up is how you look to Willie D I just gotta have a bitch that has more hair than me Some try to cover up by weavin' it through You ain't foolin' nobody We know you're bald-headed, too Chorus: Bald-head hoes Whatcha see D, w-w-w-whatcha see D I see some bald-head hoes Bald-head hoes Whatcha see D, w-w-w-whatcha see D I see some bald-head hoes [Verse 2] There should be a crime against bald-head hoes Why they want to be bald? Nobody knows! Being bald makes a gal look like a beast Stupid-ass hoes, ain't ya heard of grease? Hell naw Cause if you did, you'd have some up there Like your pussy, you gotta give it proper care Every time I look around, I see a damn disgrace Motherfucking wig pieces all over the place! It's from them (bald-head hoes) They just so damn mean The meanest-ass hoes I ever seen Ain't got no hair, so they act crude And wanna go and pick a fight with the girls who do Am I right? (You right.) Hell yeah I'm right! I've seen this shit, night after night Instead of wearin' other people's hair, you dumbass bitch You need to buy some dog mane, and grow your own damn shit! Chorus [Verse 3] Now I just can't go with a bald-head hoe You ain't gotta ask why for me to tell you so If I can't run through her hair with my hand Somehow it seems like I be fuckin' a man! So stay away you bald hickies I know you out there Talkin to you hoes who ain't got no hair Your sister bald, Zanny Your mamma bald, Eddie I bet you even got a bald-headed-ass granny Chorus (talking) Now this is how you spot a bald-head hoe [Verse 4] Hair spots on a hot sunny day Too many gaps in the scalp is a dead giveaway I saw no-hair Clair Yesterday on the cut Today I saw the girl, her hair was down to her butt I hope that she know, that I know it ain't real But I won't squeal not even on Andrea Kim, Shawn or Merylinn Nor Tamika and Rika—the famous bald-head twins Something must be done About these citizens You ask what will I do to support my fellow man? I'm proposin' a bill To Capitol Hill To kill all bald-headed women at will Chorus X2