Hoodrats Lyrics - Cheers - Obie Trice

Woman #1:) I know that ain't my homie over there 

(Obie:) Keep sendin pages to the motherfucker 

(Woman w/ Obie:) Well 

(Woman #1:) Obie! 

(Woman w/ Obie:) Is somebody calling you? 

(Obie:) Nah, nah 

(Woman #1:) Obie! One ball 

(Obie:) All I'm sayin is I don't even know the situation . 

(Woman w/ Obie:) You know her? 

(Obie:) No, uh uh, I don't know that bitch 

(Woman #1:) Obie don't act like you can't see me 

(Woman w/ Obie:) Well she's calling your name 

(Woman #1:) Turn around and look at me 

(Obie:) Oh shit, Candice this is Sheneneh 

(Woman #1:) Who is this bitch? 

(smack, crashing noises) 

(Obie:) What the fuck! Security! Security! 

(Woman #1:) Let me go! 

(Security:) Come on ma'am 

(Woman #1:) Tanisha get my purse 

(Obie:) Get her outta here 

(Woman #1:) Get my purse! 

(Obie:) Get her the fuck outta here! 

(Security:) Yo, get to her man, need some help with this bitch 

(Obie:) Get that bitch outta here man 

(Woman #1:) Obie! Obie! You know I'm having your babies 

(Woman #1:) They twins, one look just like you, let me go! 

(Woman #1:) And one of them look like your brother, ok let me go! 

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(Verse 1) 

My hoodrat's fatal, they not stable 

I could be at a dinner table 

with 'Union Gabrielle', fine as hell, pierce in the naval 

Look at my rat like she act brand new 

"Hey boo, how are you?" 

Yeah, cool, now tally-o your ass back across the room 

You see me with Pocahontas 

I ain't tryin to be honorary but honestly I ain't tryin be bothered 

You got a brain, define honors in college 

You'd rather define how your knowledge in chronic 

I'm tryin step my game up a notch bitch 

Your aim the cock block on my plot bitch 

She hot and your not, so stop bitch 

Quit blowin up my motherfuckin spot, shit 

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(Chorus) 

How could you be here? Why don't you leave here 

I ain't tryin to see you everytime at my show 

I got a piece here, you ain't gotta speak there 

You know how we get down on the low 

Your playin me cheap here 

Tonight I don't drink beer 

I got a bottle, so it's time for you to go 

You's the freak here, you don't know me here 

She's a model, you my late night ho 

(Verse 2) 

They chase me (Obie, Obie), when they see me in the club 

With a lot alike Stacey Dash, they gettin mad 

Then they wanna brag and say "already had 'em 

He ain't shit cause he rap for Mr. Mathers (girl) 

Plus 50 Cent's like ten times badder (girl) 

D-12 shouldn't of had him on they album" (girl) 

That's what I get just for stabbin them hoes 

They nag, when I pose with a chick with nice toes 

Ya'll knew O before for new hoes, but since it's a new ho 

Just act like you never knew O, boo 

We still crew, we just the same (uh huh) 

Just not tonight, you don't know my name (you don't know me) 

(Chorus) 

(Verse 3) 

Hey yo fellas, never get timid when the chicken is interferin 

When your chillin with a chick, who a ten (damn) 

Let her know the situation at hand (uh huh) 

And tell the bitch go play with her friends (BITCH) 

This is for the model that your chillin with, hoodrats is often awful 

My advice keep your mouth on muffle 

Feistiness give 'em the right to snuff you, and you too pretty to scuffle 

This is for the rats, go on with that (go on) 

Quit actin like you smokin that crack 

Cause he pokin that chick, you ain't ownin on shit 

Ain't no rings on that finger 

And every nigga in the hood ain't triple teamed her 

(Chorus) 

(Obie Trice - talking) 

That's right, ha, you see me at the club 

with a, with a look-alike Halle motherfucker 

Look alike, look a, look alike Alicia Keys 

Haha, you don't know me 

Don't say shit, you know who I'm talking to 

All my hoodrat bitches 

Neneh, Aqua and Trip Entanetta 

Haha, all ya'll 

I'm straight, Obie Trice