Tramp

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Whatchu call me? (tramp)

Whatchu call me? (tramp)

Whatchu call me? (tramp)

Whatchu call me?

Home girls, attention you must pay

So listen close to what i say

Don't take this as no simple rhyme

Because this type of *******t happens all the time

Now, what would you do if a broke ******* came by?

Would you ******* him or would you deny?

*******t, it ain't like he don't know what we like

Just a little bit of ice, carats straight for life

Then maybe we could talk about us '******' tonight'

69 no change, in the back of the range, calloway edition

Is ya'll mutha******s still pu*******n' expeditions?

Won't catch a ******* like na na rollin' in 'em

Small thing, ******* we own things

Give a ******* if my ice colors orange or sky blue

I ******* with you

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1 - whatchu call me? (tramp)

Whatchu call me? (tramp)

Whatchu call me? (tramp)

Whatchu call me?

(tramp, tramp, tramp)

Whatchu call me? (tramp)

Whatchu call me? (tramp)

Whatchu call me? (tramp)

Whatchu call me?

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T-r-a-m-p, get the ******* away from me

Cuz if you get too close i'mm have my folks

Put yaþll in emergency

Gimme some room, all ya'll *******z wanna dig in my womb

Don't even know me, wanna ******* my friends?

Give me head, drive my benz

Spendin' lately make me wanna ******* yo' friend

Smack yo' *******, take yo' 6, crash yo' *******t

Leave you numb, make me come, five more times

Need five mo' bottles to get my *******t wet

You ain't even suck the ******* yet, *******t

Break me off, clothes come off, show me love

Let me hold somethin', freak you off

******* you right, then sneak you off

Now iþm straight, (bein' broke), i'm 'bout to breeze off

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And these broke *******z got some nerve

They be frontin' in the club with they man furs

Five *******z on one bottle of cris'

Then he talkin' me to death, ******* you takin' this

Whether he friend or foe', gotta stone my lobes

Matter of fact, ******* that, ******* ice my toes

And whatever ******* you *******, bet iþm twice them hoes

And i want my ******* licked, after all my shows

It's not a game, that i does my thing

And if it ain't light gray, betta be on ya way

And if my stones ain't blue, no ass for you

And if my ice ain't red, then you deaded some head

All you tryin' to do is take na na to the telly

Phattin' up my belly, then lock me down, never that

I ball till the day i croak, bet that, gimme that

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