Thursday, January 26, 2006

Lyrics: Weatha Beatin Hoochie Bitch (DJ Irene)


Above, DJ Irene checks to see if she smells like mangos...
weatha beatin
weatha beatin
weatha beatin
weatha beatin hoochie bitch
[repeat 3x]

lemme explain what a hoochie bitch is
oh, correction, a weatha beatin hoochie bitch
see, weatha beatin hoochie bitches start out as mini-hood rats
you know what they are?
they're the ones who go door to door in their neighborhood
givin it up to all those cute, sexy, latino boys

weatha beatin
weatha beatin
weatha beatin
weatha beatin hoochie bitch
[repeat 3x]

now i wanna get all the real girls
that's right
all you damn hood rats in training
trying to come up to the damn hoochieness that you wanna be
well me start with those ones who come in those tiny little shorts
those damn Daisey Duke wanna-bes
those tiny little 34-b bras
weighing three-hundred muthafuckin' pounds
bitch, those shorts are like a g-string on you
you weatha beatin hoochie bitch

oh, sorry
i had to take a breath there for a second
all of this, talking about these woman who think they're divas
you know who i'm talkin' about
like that tall, too tall, wearin' platforms, damn braid wearin' black diva
you weatha beatin hoochie bitch

weatha beatin
weatha beatin
weatha beatin
weatha beatin hoochie bitch
[outro]

3 comments:

Annie said...

Which one is DJ Irene?

the Alpha John said...

DJ Irene is the fabulous dyke who is cupping the bosom of that darling Spundae Dancer.

Justin said...

Why can't the Spundae Dancer be lifting her "shirt"??? Who's the camera man?? Fired!