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Obie Trice - Hoodrats

[Skit]
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!

[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

[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 he

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