[Intro]
"'Scuse me, Miss, do have a headlight?"
"Yeah, sure, somewhere in here"
"Yeah, come off the motherf**in' purse, b**h! Huh! Gimme this motherf**er huh!
Gimme this b**h. Yeah! Fool!
[Drunk D]
See I was born with a motherf**in' curse
I got the habit of snatchin' the b**hes' purse
First I take a f**in' hit
Of this potent-a** sh**
Let it rush to my brain, make me click
And let it tell me what b**h to get with
I knew once I taste that seed
Layed up in this potent-a** weed
I was fittin' to do a funky-a** deed
But I don't give a f**, follow my lead
I got my eye on this b**h, yeah I'm scopin'
I bet her motherf**in' a** steady hopin'
That I ain't fittin' to do nuttin' f**ed up, sh**
Far as I'm concerned, I done lucked up
She's standin' in front of the bank
I guess her motherf**in' a** gonna think
Which way her a** oughta roll
But it don't matter, cause the b**h gettin' caught
She can even run, I'll catch her
n***a I'm a motherf**in' purse snatcher
Any ho walkin' out the bank
You know the b**h packin' that hank
And I'ma catch her a** real swift like
Man, motherf** this daylight
Cause long as it's a motherf**in' sun
I'ma stay a f**in' fugitive on the run
In other words, I ain't gettin' caught
After I get this b**h, I'ma show ya what I'm 'bout
Cause I don't give a f** about a motherf**in' s*ut
I'm takin' from hoes, tryin'a make a buck
If the b**h slip and think she got good luck, haha
Her motherf**in' a** stuck
If she die, I got mine I don't miss her
And give the purse to my little-a** sister
I don't regret sh** I do, n***a
If your b**h slippin' - I'll get her a** too
Smoke 'em square, I give a laugh then a look
Then a few steps another b**h got took
f** it, I ain't givin' no lecture
Just beware of the motherf**in' purse snatcher
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[Ghetto MC]
Standin' downtown around five is when they get outta work
Time to catch a b**h sleepin' - they sleep or stay alert
Here comes my motherf**in' chance, there goes one
I knocked her down, took her purse, and started to run
Dumb b**h didn't even give chase
She must've heard what I done to Miss Grace
If the b**h would've fought for the purse
Her a** would've left in a motherf**in' hearse
Now I'm back on the streets of 5th Ward, bein' hard
I'm buddin' ready to catch another b**h off guard
She's dressed in white, I figure she's a nurse
But motherf** what she is, I want that goddamn purse
Ran by and grabbed it, I must've snatched it wrong
Next thing I knew, the f**in' chase was on
Ran about a block, that's when I snapped
Oh yeah, she just ran into a trap
Let her motherf**in' a** keep comin'
And she'll wind up a dead-a** woman
Came like she was bad, rode away in a hearse
Dumb b**h should've gave me the f**in' purse
I had to show the ho I wasn't soft
Took the sh** from her purse, then I blew her f**in' head off
Another b**h I have to capture
Cause the Ghetto MC's a motherf**in' purse snatcher
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[Bar None]
Bar None can't get no f**in' work
They tryin' to keep me in the same damn t-shirt
Funky-a** bosses won't hire me
Well at least the motherf**ers can't fire me
I'm tryin'a get a job and do the right thing
And they're still lettin' a motherf**er hang
b**hes look at me all strange
But all that sh**'s fixin' to change
I'm puttin' my 9 in my goddamn nuts
And fittin' to drink a 40 on the motherf**in' cut
Now I'm standin' in the middle of the circle
Fittin' to beat the sh** out this punk named Urkle
While I'm whoopin' the hell out this b**h
I got my eye on this ho I'm gonna get
I knew I had all y'all fooled
I'm a motherf**in' purse snatcher too
She got her a** sittin' at the bus stop (*pop pop*)
Urkle just dropped
Brothers running to the left
Brothers running to the right
And the lady's in my goddamn sight
Purse hangin' off the ho's shoulder
Bar None fittin' to damn sure T-Roll her
Ran over, kicked the b**h in her thigh
She bent over and I hit her in the eye
Then the ho started to curse
Meanwhile - I snatched the b**h purse
Took off fast like Flash
And forgot about her motherf**in' a**
The ho's cryin' I betcha
Just beware of the motherf**in' purse snatcher