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Old 04.16.2006, 10:50 PM   #1032
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Indeed it does!

I edited a song to fit on the HOAP Official Soundtrack, or at least on the complimentary copy given in the giftbasket at the premiere. Kurt Cobain is going to sing it with me. Turns out Steve is going to show up too.

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/drdre...saintshit.html -


[Chorus: Jade (2X)]

Huskers ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on deez nutz and suck da dick
Get's the fuck out after you're done
And I hops in my plane to make a quick run...

[Kurt]
I used to know a bitch named T.M, that's right
We used to roll around and read the poems at night
Tight than a mutharfucka with the gangsta beats
And we was ballin' on the muthafuckin' Lower East Side streets
Peep, the shit got deep and it was on
Number 1 song after number 1 song
Long as my muthafuckin' pockets was fat
I didn't give a fuck where Gary Hart was at
But he was hangin' with a white bitch doin' the shit he do
Suckin' on that stick just to get a buck or 2
And the few ends he got didn't mean nothin'
Now he's suing cuz the shit she be doin' ain't shit
Bitch can't hang with the streets, he found himself short
So now he's takin' me to court
It's real conversation for your ass
So recognize and pass to Jade!

[Jade in a different voice]
Now as i'm rollin' with my homie Kurt and da Steve
Fuckin' male hoes, clockin' dough up to no good
We flip flop and serve hoes like flap jacks
(Kurt: But we don't love that Joan) Bitch, and it's like that
This is what you look for in a ho who got cash flow
Ya run up in that Joan and grab the cash
And get your dash on
While you're chillin', with your homies and shit
And how my Sonics kick the anthem like this

[Kurt] CONFUSION IS SEEEEEXXXXX

(Chorus)

[Kurt]
...To the store, to get me a 4-0
Lee Ranaldo 'Aldo Lee, that must mean more hoes
So I head down the street to long beach
Just so i could meet, a freak
To lick me from my head to my feet
And I'm here, now I'm ready to be done up
Nothin' but homies around so I puts my gun up
Bitches on my nuts like clothes
But i'm from the pound and we don't love that Joan
How could you trust a hoe? [Jade:] Why? [echoed 3X]
Cuz The Shat's a trick
We don't love them tricks [Jade:] Why? [echoed 3X]
Cuz The Game's a bitch
And my guitar's constantly in her mouth
And turnin' them trick ass Joan gets the fuck out
Now...

[Jade]
I once had a bitch named THE FRIGGING GAME
Used to be up in them guts like everyday
His rhythms were the bomb left me on sprung
I was in love like Joan Rivers lickin' the protung
The homies used to tell me that he wasn't no good
But I'm the maniac in black, Ms. Jade
So I figure my homies wouldn't trip with mine
Guess what? Got gaffled by one time
I'm back to the muthafuckin' county jail
6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail
I get's released on a hot sunny day
My homie Gary Hart and my homie Kurty C'ain!
Scooped in a coupe, Jade we got news
Your guy was trickin' while you was draped in your county blues
I ain't been out a second
And already gotta do some muthafuckin chin checkin
Move up the block as we groove down the block
See my guy's house, Kurt, pass the glock
Kick in the do', I look on the flo'
It's my little cousin Daz and she's fucking Bob Mould
(Bitches ain't shit)
I uncocked my shit...I'm heart-broke but I'm still loc'ed
Man, fuck a bitch!

[Chorus]

[Steve]
(Dr. in background "Bitches ain't shit")
I don't give a fuck about Joan R
But i and her know that they can't fade this
Cause i'm doin my own thingdown with the swang
I'm hangin' with Geffen like it ain't no thing
I say you know can't deal
Cuz I'm a btich that's real
Motherfucker need to step back, hell yeah
They need to chill
Because I don't give a fuck
And I don't give a fuck [x3]

And now I gotta do some...
And now I gotta do some shit that's clean
But when I'm on a dick, hell yeah, I get real mean
Like a washing machine
I can wash the clothes
All that Joan knows
That i'm on the flo' ho
But they can't hang with my type on swang
I ain't tryin' to say I suck every ding-a-lang
But just the juicy ones
Witht he tip of the tongue
And then their sprung
With the nuts hung
[Kurt:] Bitches ain't shit
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