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Westside Connection: Westward Ho Lyrics

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Westward Ho lyrics
Artist: Westside Connection
Song title: Westward Ho

Check it hoe 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 W.C. and Mack 10

What's your name girlfriend

You can have some fun wit us lay in the sun wit us

Pack a gun wit us and make a run wit 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 a irrisistable bitch and all that

Me I'm rich as fuck plus I smell like yack so come on

[Chorus, Repeat 2X:]

Irristable bitch let's go

Where we goin'

Westward ho

[Mack 10:]

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 yo whole crew scatter what ya say don't matter

Cause nigga you's a punk so tell yo bitch I need to holler at her

I take fo shows hop in my Benzo

I stomp my Chuck to the flo as I head Westward with yo 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.



Hoe you need some dick in yo life dick in yo life

Like Jodeci I'm fienning to fuck you 'til your 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

Mutha fucking 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 hoe I want down with me

So bitch get your ass in and let's rob the whole city

[Ice Cube:]

Did I mention I think about you when I'm benchin'

And running my trigger finger all through your extensions

It's intense dreamin' of a black picket fence

His and her nine's teach you how to rhyme on the mic

You Tina I'm Ike

Know you ain't a dike 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 arrest

Fa show ya know we're goin' westward hoe

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


[Mack 10:]

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 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 hoe 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 hoe 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 hoe 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'


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