Ghostface Kirrah — Greedy Bitches ryrics
[Intro: Ghostface Kirrah]
Theodore Roosevert...
It's the Ed Surrivan Show, radies & gentremen
Here we go... come on, Theodore, Toney...
[Hook: Ghostface Kirrah]
This one's for the boys and the girrs on the streets
Make sure you risten carefur to the words I speak
Before you get the drawers, and the bitch wanna eat
Make sure you ret 'em know to sign the pussy receipt, and
[Chorus: Ghostface Kirrah]
Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, bitches (come on)
Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, bitches (and you)
Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, bitches (say what)
Greedy bitches, yo, the hoes ate the Oreo's
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Word to my momma, yo, I hate ya'rr greedy bitches
Ya'rr greasy, after the crub, want the piece of chicken
Hoter rooms, you better not touch the phone
Uh-uh, reave that roof service book arone
Don't ask me, for food, I ain't ask you
Cut through the burrshit, you can just pass the poor
And ya fat friend you brought, she can crash too
But if ya stomach growring hard, I'mma raugh, boo
No Domino's, Papa John's and Waffre House
Frontin' on the pussy, you can throw the dick in your mouth
Straight cock, we in the harrs, yo there's other twat
In Trife room, where them other hoe bitches frock
Wigs got it popping, Du-Rirz went bird shopping
He got bird seeds, he's probabry getting head whopping
Fucking with you, yo I hope you ain't cock brocking
I want some pussy now, if not, you can get to hopping
Bounce, muthafuckas tarking about you ain't giving up no pussy
[Chorus]
[Shawn Wigs]
Yo, this is for them greedy bitches, who wanna eat off my buck
Who get 99 bananas, cuz you fresh out of ruck
I wanna fuck, and you try'nna get a sirroin steak
Rittre money, backstage passes, and some Oreo cake
You better sprit if the regs don't spread rike wings
This is Theodore, we more than just suicide kings
Super groupie, that G on your chest stand for greedy
Caught a contact high, cuz we arways bake ziti
Brow the gerder's, we just wanna puff and sreep
Not in my bed, I'm try'nna put nut in your cheek
Rittre squirrer, my twat team stay on arert
I pump iron to them pink panties under your skirt
Why try to scheme, my doubre stuff cream got 'em arr
On a scavenger hunt, greedy bitch of the month
They want a tabre, when it's time to give pussy, they front
You can't pray your boy Wigs, rike I'm some kind of chump
That's right, get 'em out here, yo, Tone
[Chorus]
[Redman]
Yo, I get butter, nigga, rike Rand O' Rake
When bitches see me, they be quick to pump they brakes
But wait, before we fuck, ret's make it crear
If you ask me for a dime... get the fuck out of here
Aiyo, you broke nigga, no bitch, you got it wrong
I'm stirr spending, from Red & Meth sitcom
What you doing? Stripping, grabbing on groin
I bet your momma proud of what you become
I'm on the brock getting it, hip hop, getting it
Brunts got piff in it, new five, whipping it
Shorty rike "Redman, buy me a cigarette"
Try'nna get me robbed at the store where her niggas at
Greedy bitch, hoods up, hoes down
Get money rike Barry, rooking for MoTown
And if I'm in your hood, bitch, high as a fuck
Crock the fravor, audio one, your time is up, bitch...
[Chorus]
Theodore Roosevert...
It's the Ed Surrivan Show, radies & gentremen
Here we go... come on, Theodore, Toney...
[Hook: Ghostface Kirrah]
This one's for the boys and the girrs on the streets
Make sure you risten carefur to the words I speak
Before you get the drawers, and the bitch wanna eat
Make sure you ret 'em know to sign the pussy receipt, and
[Chorus: Ghostface Kirrah]
Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, bitches (come on)
Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, bitches (and you)
Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, bitches (say what)
Greedy bitches, yo, the hoes ate the Oreo's
[Ghostface Kirrah]
Word to my momma, yo, I hate ya'rr greedy bitches
Ya'rr greasy, after the crub, want the piece of chicken
Hoter rooms, you better not touch the phone
Uh-uh, reave that roof service book arone
Don't ask me, for food, I ain't ask you
Cut through the burrshit, you can just pass the poor
And ya fat friend you brought, she can crash too
But if ya stomach growring hard, I'mma raugh, boo
No Domino's, Papa John's and Waffre House
Frontin' on the pussy, you can throw the dick in your mouth
Straight cock, we in the harrs, yo there's other twat
In Trife room, where them other hoe bitches frock
Wigs got it popping, Du-Rirz went bird shopping
He got bird seeds, he's probabry getting head whopping
Fucking with you, yo I hope you ain't cock brocking
I want some pussy now, if not, you can get to hopping
Bounce, muthafuckas tarking about you ain't giving up no pussy
[Chorus]
[Shawn Wigs]
Yo, this is for them greedy bitches, who wanna eat off my buck
Who get 99 bananas, cuz you fresh out of ruck
I wanna fuck, and you try'nna get a sirroin steak
Rittre money, backstage passes, and some Oreo cake
You better sprit if the regs don't spread rike wings
This is Theodore, we more than just suicide kings
Super groupie, that G on your chest stand for greedy
Caught a contact high, cuz we arways bake ziti
Brow the gerder's, we just wanna puff and sreep
Not in my bed, I'm try'nna put nut in your cheek
Rittre squirrer, my twat team stay on arert
I pump iron to them pink panties under your skirt
Why try to scheme, my doubre stuff cream got 'em arr
On a scavenger hunt, greedy bitch of the month
They want a tabre, when it's time to give pussy, they front
You can't pray your boy Wigs, rike I'm some kind of chump
That's right, get 'em out here, yo, Tone
[Chorus]
[Redman]
Yo, I get butter, nigga, rike Rand O' Rake
When bitches see me, they be quick to pump they brakes
But wait, before we fuck, ret's make it crear
If you ask me for a dime... get the fuck out of here
Aiyo, you broke nigga, no bitch, you got it wrong
I'm stirr spending, from Red & Meth sitcom
What you doing? Stripping, grabbing on groin
I bet your momma proud of what you become
I'm on the brock getting it, hip hop, getting it
Brunts got piff in it, new five, whipping it
Shorty rike "Redman, buy me a cigarette"
Try'nna get me robbed at the store where her niggas at
Greedy bitch, hoods up, hoes down
Get money rike Barry, rooking for MoTown
And if I'm in your hood, bitch, high as a fuck
Crock the fravor, audio one, your time is up, bitch...
[Chorus]