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(Tramp)
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 shit happens all the time
Now, what would you do if a broke nigga came by?
Would you fuck him or would you deny?
Shit, 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 fuckin tonight
69 no change, in the back of the range, calloway edition
Is ya ll muthafuckers still pushin expeditions?
Won t catch a bitch like Na Na rollin in em
Small thing, bitch we own things
Give a fuck if my ice colors orange or sky blue
I fuck with you
(Tramp, tramp, tramp)

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?
(Tramp, tramp, tramp)

T-R-A-M-P, get the fuck away from me
Cuz if you get too close I mm have my folks
Put ya¡¯ll in emergency

Gimme some room, all ya ll niggaz wanna dig in my womb
Don t even know me, wanna fuck my friends?
Give me head, drive my Benz
Spendin lately make me wanna fuck yo friend
Smack yo bitch, take yo 6, crash yo shit
Leave you numb, make me come, five more times
Need five mo bottles to get my shit wet
You ain t even suck the tits yet, shit
Break me off, clothes come off, show me love
Let me hold somethin , freak you off
Fuck you right, then sneak you off
Now I¡¯m straight, (bein broke), I m bout to breeze off

Repeat 1

And these broke niggaz got some nerve
They be frontin in the club with they man furs
Five niggaz on one bottle of Cris
Then he talkin me to death, fuck you takin this
Whether he friend or foe , gotta stone my lobes
Matter of fact, fuck that, nigga ice my toes
And whatever bitch you fuck, bet I¡¯m twice them hoes
And I want my pussy 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

Repeat 1 until fade

Yo wussup baby?
It s been a while since I seen you.
See tonight we gonna do something a lil different.
See we gonna do it like this...

Oh weekend alone, water s running, bubbles bublin.
No kids, no work, no phones, pagers.
I m gon give you what you re worth.
I just wanna take all...

[Young Gavin]
Through this hard times, the negativity, the jealousy

[Foxy]
Yo Carolina Blue six - hottest bitch on the block
Used to Willie Ducatti, Saco, Prada kick
High school, got signed wrote them platti hits
Tito was the same shit, got a...

So many times
Said it was forever
Said our love would always be true
Something in my heart always knew
I d be lying here beside you

On my own
On my own
On my own

So many promises
Never should be spoken
Now I know what loving you cost
Now we re up to talking divorce
And we weren t even...

Never before in my life through every hello every goodbye
have i ever fell so far so soon.. girl it you

A beauty youn are in my eyes and every touch fell so right
it s taking me deeper into you

And i would...

Last nigh tI had the strangest dream
I d ever dreamed before
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war
I dreamed I saw a mighty room
The room was filled with men
And the paper they were signing said
They d never fight again