Lyrics Insane Clown Posse

Insane Clown Posse

Play That Hoe

"Play that fuckin' ho!"

"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this? Whose is it?"

"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this?"

"This is yours, yours, yours"

Excuse me, bitch, I don't mean to trouble you

Can you guess the beat? Yeah, it's EMW

The Inner City Posse's gettin' fucked up

It's the Faygo and the OE gettin' sucked up

Bitches puttin' me in a bad mood

'Cause I was itchin' on my nuts and her sayin' that it's rude

The ho said "That's disgusting, J"

Don't worry about it, bitch, 'cause you'll be sucking on 'em anyway

Mind your own, sewer freaks

She stormin' out the house mad, and I'm starin' at their buttcheek

When a bitch lets everyone hit it in the butt

She's always comin' back with a fat gut

She's showin' pictures, and then nothing was said

They all know it's mine 'cause the baby had a big forehead

I ain't no kind of daddy, ho

I'll be fillin' up its bottle with Faygo

You better get an abortion, no fuckin' doubt

Or I'ma reach down your throat and pull the mother fucker out

She's bitchin' and bitchin', but I ignore it

And then she gonna ask me to fuckin' pay for it

I gave the ho an empty twelve-pack

Take your ass to the store and take a two-liter back

That's all I'll pay for, bitch, now get the fuck on, ho

Stick around, I got something you can suck on, yo

"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this? Whose is it?"

"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this?"

"This is yours, yours, yours"

Rollin' down West Vernor, it's the same

I'm gettin' sick of seein' [?]'s God damn name

Spray painted on the walls all around you

It's a damn shame that the deadly doughnuts never found you

Latin Counts, Young Gun, and X-Men

The Cobra's will bring they ninety-eights down to ten

Yet the second the ICP shows they face

Billy clubs and handcuffs all over the place

Runnin' from the [?] through the alleyway

They can't catch Violent crazy-ass motherfuckin' J

But I guess I wasn't so crazy this time

'Cause now I'm chillin' in the back of car forty-nine

Sittin' in a bull pin, I heard a switch

I looked up, and the cop was a fuckin' bitch

I jumped up and quickly started frontin'

I said, "Baby, we can go out for doughnuts or somethin'"

She brought my [?] juice

If I could only get this bitch to cut me loose

She snuck in one night, and we started to rub

Next thing I know, I was fuckin' her with my billy club

I was out the next day, I called her on the phone

She said, "Hello, Joe," I said, "Bitch, fuck on"

I'm a free man now, so fuck you, ho

That's why I tried to tell you so, yo

"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this? Whose is it?"

"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this?"

"This is yours, yours, yours"

I'm a mack daddy, ho, there's no stoppin' me

I'm playin' bitches like a motherfuckin' game of Monopoly

Take a look at my boy Nate the Mack

By the time he was twelve, he had your mother on her back

When you were growin' up thinkin' love notes'll get her

I was at home fuckin' my babysitter

Bitch buy me a slice at Little Caesar's

You bitches, hoes, sluts, and skeezers

Hit it, quit it, and get away wit' it

You'd like it too, bitch, so why don't you fuckin' admit it

I forgot your name, so I'ma call you ho

When I snap, you'll answer to your uncle Joe

Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch

You're hangin' on my dick 'cause I can make you rich

Yeah, okay, you can stay then at night

In the back, with the rest of them sewer rats

Well, you know we'll fuck in my bed, of course

But then I'll keep you in the back like a fuckin' horse

I'm finna head to the Faygo sto'

But remember, homie, you gotta play that ho

"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this? Whose is it?"

"Whose pussy is this? Whose pussy is this?"

"This is yours, yours, yours"

"You bitch! Ain't that right, ghetto style?"

"Yeah"