- Obie Trice Hoodrats 歌詞
- Obie Trice
- Artist：obie trice
Songs Title：hoodrats
My hoodrats fatal, they not stable
I could be at a dinner table
with Union Gabrielle, fine as hell, pierce in the naval
Look at my rat like she act brand new
＂Hey boo, how are you?＂
Yeah, cool, now tally-o your ass back across the room
You see me with Pocahontas
I aint tryin to be honorary but honestly I aint tryin be bothered
You got a brain, define honors in college
Youd rather define how your knowledge in chronic
Im tryin step my game up a notch *****
Your aim the c**k block on my plot *****
She hot and your not, so stop *****
Quit blowin up my motherf* ***n spot, s*it
How could you be here? Why dont you leave here
I aint tryin to see you everytime at my show
I got a piece here, you aint gotta speak there
You know how we get down on the low
Your playin me cheap here
Tonight I dont drink beer
I got a bottle, so its time for you to go
Yous the freak here , you dont know me here
Shes a model, you my late night ho
They chase me （Obie, Obie）, when they see me in the club
With a lot alike Stacey Dash, they gettin mad
Then they wanna brag and say ＂already had em
He aint s*it cause he rap for Mr. Mathers （girl）
Plus 50 Cents like ten times badder （girl）
D-12 shouldnt of had him on they album＂ （girl）
Thats what I get just for stabbin them hoes
They nag, when I pose with a chick with nice toes
Yall knew O before fornew hoes, but since its a new ho
Just act like you never knew O, boo
We still crew, we just the same （uh huh）
Just not tonight, you dont know my name
Hey yo fellas, never get timid when the chicken is interferin
When your chillin with a chick, who a ten （damn）
Let her know the situation at hand （uh huh）
And tell the ***** go play with her friends （*****）
This is for the model that your chillin with, hoodrats is often awful
My advice keep your mouth on muffle
Feistiness give em the right to snuff you, and you too pretty to scuffle
This is for the rats, go on with that （go on）
Quit actin like you smokin that crack
Cause he pokin that chick, you aint ownin on s*it
Aint no rings on that finger
And every ***** in the hood aint triple teamed her
Thats right, ha, you see me at the club
with a, with a look-alike Halle motherf****r
Look alike, look a, look alike Alicia Keys
Haha, you dont know me
Dont say s* it, you know who Im talking to
All my hoodrat b*****s
Neneh, Aqua and Trip Entanetta
Haha, all yall
Im straight, Obie Trice
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