[Intro: Lil Yee] Ayy, Uncle Short what it do nigga? (what up?) Fab nigga, what it is nigga? (what's up cousin?) It's Lil Yee in this motherfucker man
[Chorus: Too $hort] You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho
[Verse 1: Too $hort] Lotta real players in here, and we don't let fake hoes interfere 'Cause you a tramp, bitch you a fuck ho Tried to run with the bitch but he fumbled Might see me somewhere with a rich ho Give a fuck about your money, you a bitch ho I hit a bitch from the back, I just wanna bone You a player like me, you can sing along Who the hell you think you foolin' with that fake gold? Punk ass bitch, you a fake ho Over here, over there, another fake ho Anywhere, everywhere I see these fake hoes Might be your little sister, she a punk ho Might be your little brother, he a punk ho I'ma tell you how it is if you a punk ho Don't come around here, we don't fuck with those
[Chorus: Too $hort] You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho
[Verse 2: Lil Yee] Ayy, I can't stand no broke ass busted bitch Twenty-five on my neck, six on the fit Sixteen in my clip, watch them loose lips I can't save her, I'ma slave her, she a loose bitch I'm a motherfuckin' player And I'm ridin' 'round my city with some fifties and some flavors Couple white bitches, only smoke papers But eat dick and love to do favors Little tramp, give me stacks or be gone Mister Maison Margiela what my feet on Ain't no free shit, bitch I need a fee ho Talkin' down on my G, I'm a P ho F-I-L-L, M-O-E though I don't think you know what that mean though I'ma break her and shake her and get ghost Run it in and put a young nigga in the Ghost
[Chorus: Too $hort] You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho
[Verse 3: Prezi] You a fag, you a bitch, you a punk ho I been bangin' in them projects on Harder Road You can catch me in them places niggas never go Claimin' that y'all pimpin' with them bitches that ain't never ho I'm gettin' paper, I been 'bout it, I been active Gun on me, been breakin' bitches, I been mackin' You been broke, you playin' roles, you been actin' You niggas fake and ain't got no game, you need practice Broke bitches can't do nothing for me Gotta grind all week 'cause ain't nothin' for free This shit crazy, you fuck niggas lazy The money got moves but it'll never shake me Claimin' that you sinnin' but you kissin' that bitch She was gone thirty minutes, now you missin' that bitch I can't stand a bitch nigga that got ho ways Bitch ain't bringin' nothin' to the table, she gets no play, it's Prezi
[Verse 4: Oke Junior] Do as you told, I do what I please She in the streets sellin' pussy, chargin' niggas a fee Recruit her ass to the team, we gon' run it up Solo dolo, I don't trust her, you the type to cuff You talk shit, get slapped up, we're ready for action Don't really want no problems, whole squad will act up Shit get tragic, we up in this bitch Bitches really only love you for the money you get Yeah we up in this bitch, livin' life, lovin' this shit Had to glow up, take a look at my wrist Get your mind on track and tell that man fall back Messin' with your head, tellin' lies, no facts, uh Livin' better now, no more hand-me-downs Back shots whenever I put it down Ready for action, baby what's happenin' We on the wave, rock the boat for the captain
[Chorus; Too $hort] You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk ho You a tramp, you a bitch, you a punk hoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
