[Opening Skit: Phone Beep and conversation]
[-] Hello!
[+] Hay, girl what's up?
[-] Girl, nothing, what's going on?
[+] Girl, I got something to tell you
[-] What? girl!
[+] You know that b**h named Kim, that got into us?
[-] Oh! yeah, yeah, what about?
[+] b**h got talk to Kendy
[-] No! Oh!
[+] who*e said she's my friend and tried to f** my man
[-] That's my refine to her
The who*es stayed with the BoDagar for three years
But you ain't even got to worry about that girl
Looks like she got dancing doing anyway! ha ha ha
[Verse One: Willie D]
There was a b**h named Choice AKA Kim Davis
She do anything to be famous
s** James' dick for a record contract
And dropped some sh** called Payback
Whether the sh** was whack, I got proof
It's still sitting in the warehouse troop
Collecting dust, like an old antique
And everybody is mad at the freak
Whose stuck the shorts up her a** to be desired
With no booty, to playing back five
You're little knot neat who*e you should've hear
Cause you look like one of Jerry's kids
But you think that you're pretty
Nineteen and you look like you're fifty
Next time, you wanna wear hot shorts
Get rid of them goddamn stretched marks
Cause you ain't no looker - you're little hooker
I said you ain't no looker, you're motherf**ing little hooker
[Verse Two: Willie D]
You're little hooker, use some protection
And stop giving n***as these infection
Put a fan in your p**y, and give it a break
Cause it's hotter than the Musking license plate
And let's get it straight, who's stinky?
I'm stiffing your p**y with my pinky
Oh! what a drag (Clap that a**, clap that a** in Astro Van)
Trans vest dight, you can't fight
Got your a** whipped in the club one night
But f** it! - some girls mad, and your motherf**ing so-cold friends
Wearing them cheap a** fur from the Swap Mark
That your friend named Tasha mama bark
Cause y'all wanna be stars, act like you're large
Riding around in rented cars
I know the story behind the Rolex on your wrist
Your bu*t still smelling like dicks
From the trips to all the big fights
Where the trick is getting tricked and the price is light
[Verse Three: Willie D]
Dumb who*e, you stuck your foot in your mouth
Now, the f**-lady slanging her a** off
And it's just lovely
With all that make-up on you're still ugly
So change your name once more to so or so
Cause you ain't Choice who*e
But you think you're the sh**, freak riding around Houston
In that Peter fast Jeep, so go to hell like the devil do
Cause you can't f** with the f**ing W
And don't drag your mark friend into this (f**! that punk)
Cause he will get his a** kicked quick
When you get on, you have a big bu*t
s**ing somebody's nut, you're sleazy s*ut
You got all the symptoms, it's in your blood to fall victim
Cause your grande was a who*e, and your mama was a who*e too
And then came you, and if I dug up the rest of your family roots
I find nothing but some b**hes and prostitutes
[Verse Four: Willie D]
Coming pretty good with some things
b**h you forgot I was the capper of the cappers
So when I see you I'ma slap ya
And make you take off them dirty cheeks fool
That you've been having on since middle school
I remember when your p**y was tighter
Now wait on, so you find yourself a new rider
Change your style, fronting like you're cla**ic
But everybody knows you know your a** is nasty
I went to see your show it was whack
n***as started fighting cause they wanted the money back
You're not legit, you need to quit
You couldn't drive Vice to a pile of heart sh**
Nappy headed b**h, you will get your duck sick
I won't f** that b**h with Joe dick
Cause her p**y is stuck with herpes, syphilis and gonorrhea
Goddamn! I wouldn't wanna be ya
Next time, your a** wanna step
Come back with a lot of f**ing help
But you still get trash, a low cla**
Little snake in the gra**, nasty a**
We got the little hooker on tape, now! ----- Ice Cube