Greedy B*tches

Greedy B*tches Lyrics

Ghostface Killah, Reggie Noble, Shawn Wigs

Theodore Roosevelt
It's the Ed Sullivan Show, ladies and gentlemen
Here we go, come on
Theodore, Toney
This one's for the boys and the girls on the streets
Make sure you listen careful to the words I speak
Before you get the drawers, and the b*t*h wanna eat
Make sure you let 'em know to sign the pu**y receipt, and
Greedy b*tches, greedy, greedy, b*tches
Greedy b*tches, greedy, greedy, b*tches
Greedy b*tches, greedy, greedy, b*tches
Greedy b*tches, yo, the hoes ate the Oreo's
Word to my momma, yo, I hate y'all greedy b*t*hes
Y'all greasy, after the club, want the piece of chicken
Hotel rooms, you better not touch the phone
Uh-uh, leave that room service book alone
Don't ask me, for food, I ain't ask you
Cut through the bullsh*t, you can just pass the pool
And ya fat friend you brought, she can crash too
But if ya stomach growling hard, I'mma laugh, boo
No Domino's, Papa John's and Waffle House
Frontin' on the pu**y you can throw the d**k in your mouth
Straight c*ck we in the halls, yo there's other twat
In Trife room, where them other hoe b*t*hes flock
Wigs got it popping, Du-Lilz went bird shopping
He got bird seeds, he's probably getting head whopping
f**king with you, yo I hope you ain't c*ck blocking
I want some pu**y now, if not, you can get to hopping
Bounce, motherf**kers talking about you ain't giving up no pu**y
Greedy b*tches, greedy, greedy, b*tches
Greedy b*tches, greedy, greedy, b*tches
Greedy b*tches, greedy, greedy, b*tches
Greedy b*tches, yo, the hoes ate the Oreo's
Yo, this is for them greedy b*t*hes who wanna eat off my buck
Who get 99 bananas, 'cuz you fresh out of luck
I wanna f**k and you tryna get a sirloin steak
Little money, backstage passes, and some Oreo cake
You better split if the legs don't spread like 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 always bake ziti
Blow the gerder's, we just wanna puff and sleep
Not in my bed, I'm tryna put nut in your cheek
Little squirrel, my twat team stay on alert
I pump iron to them pink panties under your skirt
Why try to scheme, my double stuff cream got 'em all
On a scavenger hunt, greedy b*t*h of the month
They want a table, when it's time to give pu**y, they front
You can't play your boy Wigs, like I'm some kind of chump
That's right, get 'em out here, yo, Tone
Greedy b*tches, greedy, greedy, b*tches
Greedy b*tches, greedy, greedy, b*tches
Greedy b*tches, greedy, greedy, b*tches
Greedy b*tches, yo, the hoes ate the Oreo's
Yo, I get butter, n***a, like Land O' Lake
When b*t*hes see me, they be quick to pump they brakes
But wait, before we f**k, let's make it clear
If you ask me for a dime, you don't get it
Aiyo, you broke n***a, no b*t*h, you got it wrong
I'm still 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 block getting it, hip hop, getting it
Blunts got piff in it, new five, whipping it
Shorty like "Redman, buy me a cigarette"
Tryna get me robbed at the store where her n***as at
Greedy b*t*h, hoods up, hoes down
Get money like Barry, looking for MoTown
And if I'm in your hood, b*t*h, high as a f**k
Clock the flavor, audio one, your time is up, b*t*h
Greedy b*tches, greedy, greedy, b*tches
Greedy b*tches, greedy, greedy, b*tches
Greedy b*tches, greedy, greedy, b*tches
Greedy b*tches, yo, the hoes ate the Oreo's

About Greedy B*tches

Greedy B*tches is taken from the album "More Fish" by Ghostface Killah, Reggie Noble, Shawn Wigs. It has a duration of 03:38. The genres of this track are: Gangster Rap, Hip Hop, Rap, Southern Hip Hop, East Coast Hip Hop.
Other tracks from this album include: Greedy B*tches