Reese One - Tramp lyrics

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Reese One - Tramp lyrics

[Intro] Girl: Aren't they suppose to so..like have like something to do with the songs that they come before or something Reese One: Well I mean ? : Not necessarily Basik MC: She scientific Reese One: Yeah she got theories Basik MC: She got the theories Reese One: Yeah, yeah (laughing) Girl: Shut up Reese One: "Shouldn't it have something to do with the songs" Girl: I mean I don't know where they're going but if you had like certain..like the tramp song. If you had one before that. Then it would have you guys talking about tramps or something ?: The tramp song [Reese one and Basik MC]: The tramp song! [Intro 2: Basik MC] Uh, aw yeah Da da daaa Bleu Collar Here to speak to the ladies tonight Da da daaa On how, black is beautiful and beautiful is black and you all that Da da daaa So holla at your boy Da da daaa [Verse 1: Basik MC] Don't holla at me no more Pretty b**h ain't worth the, measly portion of my clock Can't elude me, you're sleazy, and won't earn the sweat from my jock They all bullseyes for cum stains Negro's hideous to think some changed Ho's is pea brains Even a whole trough of virgins Is just s*uts emerging Surging through the metro like a power outage If I was me I wouldn't let that misery invade my cottage Cuz nine times out of eight, b**hes full of sh** I said nine times out of eight, b**hes yap and sh** Emotions get clipped and sh** happens quick A dame always coming off the bench from some, ex-heathen A month of you, he's back from the back and she's on her back with her chest heavin' Y'all must have not seen casino It always leads back to that cat And they looking for investors like the NASDAQ But you can have that Cuz over here them boys don't hand out sponsorships But lately I've been trying to commit and your throat and my dick can have a "serious relationship" [Hook: Basik MC] I said tramp, tramp Tramp, tramp What are you doing I said tramp, tramp Tramp, tramp Just who do you think you're foolin' You let a cat run up in ya for your nails and hair did And floor seats at the Laker game ha ha I said tramp, tramp Tramp, tramp Just watch who you're screwin' [Verse 2: Reese One] You don't like to get snatched up? Well I don't like to feel f**ed By no s*ut who is way out of touch with reality Living fallacies and delusions of grandeur Damn who*e, sure can lie Won't blink an eye Trashy b**h got her life stuck in a video With Lil Kim and them, popping coochie She in the Central wearing gucci Tramp that sh** don't match and there's a clown out there that's gonna say that match Look Fella, you shoulda stayed away from Cinderella Cuz she's raining bullsh** and you don't have an umbrella When she tell ya, about her aspirations and her hopes She ain't tell you that she like you cuz she think you selling dope Or that she think you ugly and you hella overweight But your XK8 made your a** look great I'm straight, I'd rather see spend my money on a nazi Then to be "heart broke" cuz a sorry b**h got me I'm prone to go Pretty Tone, hard on a skirt Being looked at like a jerk is better than being worked For what it's worth I wasn't like this since birth But I've been burnt a couple times just trying to be nice To a lowlife who will never have no life Go head call her your wife so she can ruin your life I'm chilling I f** ho's with no feelings Who admit that s*uts and take sh**s on trust There is no us, only me and only you Cuz if you was my girl then I'd care what you do And we gon keep this strictly physical cuz that's just how I do And if somebody is breaking they self then it has to be you I don't make the same mistake twice I've been this way before And I know better then to let my feelings get wrapped up in a who*e [Hook] I said tramp, tramp Tramp, tramp What are you doing I said tramp, tramp Tramp, tramp Just who do you think you're foolin' You let a cat run up in ya for your nails and hair did And floor seats at the Laker game ha ha I said tramp, tramp Tramp, tramp Just watch who you're screwin' [Verse 3: Basik MC] I don't care what your eyes tell you But dames don't vary They all conniving stupid pretty a** backwards plus scary Beat a b**h like a man, so for a whole week and half I was convinced her name was Larry Finest cat hair Gain my trust, then cross me Would have shattered her whole cheek structure But bail and hospital fees kinda costly Reason you need to utilize a comma and just pause on the drama Come on now, tell me the truth, you're uncouth In the disco getting fingered by the DJ booth And you can't lie, tell me the truth I busted a load so fierce knocked out your front tooth Dinner and a Molson pitcher's not what you need You need a train ran on you at light speed The double standard reads bullsh** Hype damsels in the bucket Homies like f** it When I'm steering the lex They damn near molest me in the intersection Roll shotty in the Taurus knockers don't swivel in my direction sh** [Hook: Basik] I said tramp, tramp Tramp, tramp What are you doing I said tramp, tramp Tramp, tramp Just who do you think you're foolin' You let a cat run up in ya for your nails and hair did And floor seats at the Laker game ha ha I said tramp, tramp Tramp, tramp Just watch who you're screwin' It goes tramp, tramp Tramp, tramp What are you doing I said tramp, tramp Tramp, tramp Who do you think you fooling You let a dude smash anytime he wants so you can hit the town in his Escalade Ha, ha I said tramp, tramp Tramp, tramp Just watch who you're screwin' [Song Outro: Reese One] Man It's a god damn shame y'all made a decent n***a like me A n***a that wanted a girlfriend Like totally against b**hes, man You make it so hard to trust your funky, trifling, sorry, lying without a f**ing glitch in your face a** You sorry b**h you make me sick man My motherf**ing feelings is hurt (laughter) [Outro 2] Reese One: No, no go ahead Girl 2: I was gonna say something for the tramp song to make people understand. Because I know this is laid out pretty clearly, but something to make the females that are listening to your songs, that do like your music, actually understand why you think the women you are speaking of are so called tramps Reese One: No, I don't wanna. They're not that intelligent