Artist: Top Dogg Album: Chronic 2000: Still Smokin' (Suge Knight Represents) Song: We Don't Love 'Em Typed by: davpaul@dove.net.au Y'knowI'msayin? Went from handcuffin hoes, to just fuckin the bitches haha Lil' Chris, yeah, check it out though Now I'm suited and booted, it's just another hot day Rollin around on a Brougham mackin to this bitch' way who I been tryin ta fuck since the ninth grade Now she's on the phone cos she knows a nigga's paid The big payoff, I'm bout to pay this bitch back Get her fucked up and then I'ma kill her cat from the back Cos I be showin no mercy to the cock I'm bout to raid this motherfucker like it was a spot So I tell a bitch, "Meet me at the mall I be in the cut, callin ???? where they're sllin basketball" So I meet fate, ain't even no competition I'm already fuckin his bitch on the flo' in the kitchen When it comes to the pussy like Michael (ooh yeah) I'm Bad The bitch was cool, I know the cock was mad She said "There is it cool?", yeah baby don't trip no doubt then I told the bitch (BEEITCH) get the fuck out! Chorus: We don't love em', we don't need em' We don't love em', we don't need em' We don't love em', we don't need em' "Break your shit and get up" *repeat* I gets a page from the homegirl Yvonne Not just a homegirl but a freak in heat, like the sun I want to call her off so I axed "What's poppin? She want me to come over and have her fuckin room locked It's like a track, nigga cos I run a race to the ho But before I fucked her axed the bitch for some doe So she paid me (I fucked her), then she laid me (I stuck her) When she touched my ass (Mistake that bitch for a buster) It happened so fast, don't remember what I saw Bitch in the kitchen holdin an icepad on her drawers My fault, y'know how it gets in that situation Playin with these bitch' minds like some PlayStation I heard the do' knocked then I looked at the ho A nigga bout 7 feet, standin in the do' So I threw the bitch across and cold knocked his ass out Then I slid on my shit and I was out that bitch house Chorus It's '9-9, that's the way I see these hoes I'm not buyin dem jewelery and brand new clothes Fuck the dumb shit, it's time to get rich And later on get a woman I wouldn't call a bitch But for now, that's what I'm livin for and favorite words to a bitch, is "Fuck a ho!" But once again it's on with this bitch named Miss Dick Holdin nuts in her mouth like some fuckin biscuits Cos she say they melt in her mouth, not in her hand That's the type of shit that makes me a one-night-stand man Be bouncin on the cock, like I'm on switches Huffin and puffin, fuckin and diggin up ditches Girl went outta town, she went down south In a town of unzipped jeans and dicks in her mouth That's the shit I love to do everyday with a bitch Fuck, get paid, then have em' dismissed Chorus (x2)