| Song | Tramp |
| Artist | Foxy Brown |
| Album | Chyna Doll |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (tramp) | |
| Whatchu call me? (tramp) | |
| Whatchu call me? (tramp) | |
| Whatchu call me? (tramp) | |
| Whatchu call me? | |
| Home girls, attention you must pay | |
| So listen close to what i say | |
| Don't take this as no simple rhyme | |
| Because this type of *******t happens all the time | |
| Now, what would you do if a broke ******* came by? | |
| Would you ******* him or would you deny? | |
| *******t, it ain't like he don't know what we like | |
| Just a little bit of ice, carats straight for life | |
| Then maybe we could talk about us '******' tonight' | |
| 69 no change, in the back of the range, calloway edition | |
| Is ya'll mutha******s still pu*******n' expeditions? | |
| Won't catch a ******* like na na rollin' in 'em | |
| Small thing, ******* we own things | |
| Give a ******* if my ice colors orange or sky blue | |
| I ******* with you | |
| (tramp, tramp, tramp) | |
| 1 - whatchu call me? (tramp) | |
| Whatchu call me? (tramp) | |
| Whatchu call me? (tramp) | |
| Whatchu call me? | |
| (tramp, tramp, tramp) | |
| Whatchu call me? (tramp) | |
| Whatchu call me? (tramp) | |
| Whatchu call me? (tramp) | |
| Whatchu call me? | |
| (tramp, tramp, tramp) | |
| T-r-a-m-p, get the ******* away from me | |
| Cuz if you get too close i'mm have my folks | |
| Put yaþll in emergency | |
| Gimme some room, all ya'll *******z wanna dig in my womb | |
| Don't even know me, wanna ******* my friends? | |
| Give me head, drive my benz | |
| Spendin' lately make me wanna ******* yo' friend | |
| Smack yo' *******, take yo' 6, crash yo' *******t | |
| Leave you numb, make me come, five more times | |
| Need five mo' bottles to get my *******t wet | |
| You ain't even suck the ******* yet, *******t | |
| Break me off, clothes come off, show me love | |
| Let me hold somethin', freak you off | |
| ******* you right, then sneak you off | |
| Now iþm straight, (bein' broke), i'm 'bout to breeze off | |
| Repeat 1 | |
| And these broke *******z got some nerve | |
| They be frontin' in the club with they man furs | |
| Five *******z on one bottle of cris' | |
| Then he talkin' me to death, ******* you takin' this | |
| Whether he friend or foe', gotta stone my lobes | |
| Matter of fact, ******* that, ******* ice my toes | |
| And whatever ******* you *******, bet iþm twice them hoes | |
| And i want my ******* licked, after all my shows | |
| It's not a game, that i does my thing | |
| And if it ain't light gray, betta be on ya way | |
| And if my stones ain't blue, no ass for you | |
| And if my ice ain't red, then you deaded some head | |
| All you tryin' to do is take na na to the telly | |
| Phattin' up my belly, then lock me down, never that | |
| I ball till the day i croak, bet that, gimme that | |
| Repeat 1 until fade |
| tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? | |
| Home girls, attention you must pay | |
| So listen close to what i say | |
| Don' t take this as no simple rhyme | |
| Because this type of t happens all the time | |
| Now, what would you do if a broke came by? | |
| Would you him or would you deny? | |
| t, it ain' t like he don' t know what we like | |
| Just a little bit of ice, carats straight for life | |
| Then maybe we could talk about us '' tonight' | |
| 69 no change, in the back of the range, calloway edition | |
| Is ya' ll mutha s still pu n' expeditions? | |
| Won' t catch a like na na rollin' in ' em | |
| Small thing, we own things | |
| Give a if my ice colors orange or sky blue | |
| I with you | |
| tramp, tramp, tramp | |
| 1 whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? | |
| tramp, tramp, tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? | |
| tramp, tramp, tramp | |
| Tramp, get the away from me | |
| Cuz if you get too close i' mm have my folks | |
| Put ya ll in emergency | |
| Gimme some room, all ya' ll z wanna dig in my womb | |
| Don' t even know me, wanna my friends? | |
| Give me head, drive my benz | |
| Spendin' lately make me wanna yo' friend | |
| Smack yo' , take yo' 6, crash yo' t | |
| Leave you numb, make me come, five more times | |
| Need five mo' bottles to get my t wet | |
| You ain' t even suck the yet, t | |
| Break me off, clothes come off, show me love | |
| Let me hold somethin', freak you off | |
| you right, then sneak you off | |
| Now i m straight, bein' broke, i' m ' bout to breeze off | |
| Repeat 1 | |
| And these broke z got some nerve | |
| They be frontin' in the club with they man furs | |
| Five z on one bottle of cris' | |
| Then he talkin' me to death, you takin' this | |
| Whether he friend or foe', gotta stone my lobes | |
| Matter of fact, that, ice my toes | |
| And whatever you , bet i m twice them hoes | |
| And i want my licked, after all my shows | |
| It' s not a game, that i does my thing | |
| And if it ain' t light gray, betta be on ya way | |
| And if my stones ain' t blue, no ass for you | |
| And if my ice ain' t red, then you deaded some head | |
| All you tryin' to do is take na na to the telly | |
| Phattin' up my belly, then lock me down, never that | |
| I ball till the day i croak, bet that, gimme that | |
| Repeat 1 until fade |
| tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? | |
| Home girls, attention you must pay | |
| So listen close to what i say | |
| Don' t take this as no simple rhyme | |
| Because this type of t happens all the time | |
| Now, what would you do if a broke came by? | |
| Would you him or would you deny? | |
| t, it ain' t like he don' t know what we like | |
| Just a little bit of ice, carats straight for life | |
| Then maybe we could talk about us '' tonight' | |
| 69 no change, in the back of the range, calloway edition | |
| Is ya' ll mutha s still pu n' expeditions? | |
| Won' t catch a like na na rollin' in ' em | |
| Small thing, we own things | |
| Give a if my ice colors orange or sky blue | |
| I with you | |
| tramp, tramp, tramp | |
| 1 whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? | |
| tramp, tramp, tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? tramp | |
| Whatchu call me? | |
| tramp, tramp, tramp | |
| Tramp, get the away from me | |
| Cuz if you get too close i' mm have my folks | |
| Put ya ll in emergency | |
| Gimme some room, all ya' ll z wanna dig in my womb | |
| Don' t even know me, wanna my friends? | |
| Give me head, drive my benz | |
| Spendin' lately make me wanna yo' friend | |
| Smack yo' , take yo' 6, crash yo' t | |
| Leave you numb, make me come, five more times | |
| Need five mo' bottles to get my t wet | |
| You ain' t even suck the yet, t | |
| Break me off, clothes come off, show me love | |
| Let me hold somethin', freak you off | |
| you right, then sneak you off | |
| Now i m straight, bein' broke, i' m ' bout to breeze off | |
| Repeat 1 | |
| And these broke z got some nerve | |
| They be frontin' in the club with they man furs | |
| Five z on one bottle of cris' | |
| Then he talkin' me to death, you takin' this | |
| Whether he friend or foe', gotta stone my lobes | |
| Matter of fact, that, ice my toes | |
| And whatever you , bet i m twice them hoes | |
| And i want my licked, after all my shows | |
| It' s not a game, that i does my thing | |
| And if it ain' t light gray, betta be on ya way | |
| And if my stones ain' t blue, no ass for you | |
| And if my ice ain' t red, then you deaded some head | |
| All you tryin' to do is take na na to the telly | |
| Phattin' up my belly, then lock me down, never that | |
| I ball till the day i croak, bet that, gimme that | |
| Repeat 1 until fade |