[Chorus 2x]
And tu ain't nothin' but a hooker
Sellin' your fuckin' soul
Back up! They want you, I swear
tu got no worries, tu got no cares
All tu got is motherfuckers who will jock you
Yeah, tu got money in your pocket
And tu shoot up the ground like a rocket
tu mover so fast, lord tu can't stop it
There tu are in the club swingin'
And I'm just standin' there, standin' there laughin'
All the things people have tu believin'
I feel sorry for your culo is out of season
Maybe tu should think of cuttin' down drinkin'
Cause tu look like a fat rata sinkin'
I coulda helped you, but tu had to act out
tu don't have a fuckin' clue what I'm about
[Chorus 2x]
And tu ain't nothin' but a hooker
Sellin' your fuckin' soul
I saw it comin' through the line like a full back
You're a crack slack, a fuckin' rap back (yeah)
Don't react, you're not fact
Don't give a fuck, yes, like that
What tu gonna do now that tu ain't got nothin'
Look around honey, tu been frontin'
Everybody knows that you're a fraud! (And I'm making records!)
My salutations, no hesitations
No reservation, just cancellation
And if I blow it then I blow it
Cause I'm a poet and I know it
[Chorus 2x]
And tu ain't nothin' but a hooker
Sellin' your fuckin' soul
[Repeat until fade]
tu wanna try me
Don't tu know--
And tu ain't nothin' but a hooker
Sellin' your fuckin' soul
Back up! They want you, I swear
tu got no worries, tu got no cares
All tu got is motherfuckers who will jock you
Yeah, tu got money in your pocket
And tu shoot up the ground like a rocket
tu mover so fast, lord tu can't stop it
There tu are in the club swingin'
And I'm just standin' there, standin' there laughin'
All the things people have tu believin'
I feel sorry for your culo is out of season
Maybe tu should think of cuttin' down drinkin'
Cause tu look like a fat rata sinkin'
I coulda helped you, but tu had to act out
tu don't have a fuckin' clue what I'm about
[Chorus 2x]
And tu ain't nothin' but a hooker
Sellin' your fuckin' soul
I saw it comin' through the line like a full back
You're a crack slack, a fuckin' rap back (yeah)
Don't react, you're not fact
Don't give a fuck, yes, like that
What tu gonna do now that tu ain't got nothin'
Look around honey, tu been frontin'
Everybody knows that you're a fraud! (And I'm making records!)
My salutations, no hesitations
No reservation, just cancellation
And if I blow it then I blow it
Cause I'm a poet and I know it
[Chorus 2x]
And tu ain't nothin' but a hooker
Sellin' your fuckin' soul
[Repeat until fade]
tu wanna try me
Don't tu know--
tu ain't got no kind of feeling inside
I got something that will sure 'nuff set your stuff on fire
tu refuse to put anything before your pride
I got something that will knock all your pride aside
Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that tu amor me
Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that tu like it, yeah
Got no time is what you're known to say
I'll make tu wish there were 48 hours to each day
Problem is tu ain't been loved like tu should
What I got to give will sure 'nuff do tu good
Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that tu amor me
Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that tu like it, yeah
I got something that will sure 'nuff set your stuff on fire
tu refuse to put anything before your pride
I got something that will knock all your pride aside
Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that tu amor me
Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that tu like it, yeah
Got no time is what you're known to say
I'll make tu wish there were 48 hours to each day
Problem is tu ain't been loved like tu should
What I got to give will sure 'nuff do tu good
Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that tu amor me
Tell me something good (tell me, tell me, tell me)
Tell me that tu like it, yeah