Listen to Hoodrats song with lyrics from Obie Trice


Obie Trice1 Jan 2003

Hoodrats Lyrics

Artist:obie trice

Songs Title:hoodrats


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 a** 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 b**ch

Your aim the cock block on my plot b**ch

She hot and your not so stop b**ch

Quit blowin up my motherf**kin spot sh*t

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 here

Tonight I don't drink beer

I got a bottle so it's time for you to go

You's the freak here you don't know me here

She's a model you my late night ho

They chase me (Obie Obie) when they see me in the club

With a lot alike Stacey Dash they gettin mad

Then they wanna brag and say "already had 'em

He ain't sh*t cause he rap for Mr Mathers (girl)

Plus 50 Cent's like ten times badder (girl)

D-12 shouldn't of had him on they album" (girl)

That's what I get just for stabbin them hoes

They nag when I pose with a chick with nice toes

Ya'll knew O before for new hoes but since it's a new ho

Just act like you never knew O boo

We still crew we just the same (uh huh)

Just not tonight you don't know my name


Hey yo fellas never get timid when the chicken is interferin

When your chillin with a chick who a ten (damn)

Let her know the situation at hand (uh huh)

And tell the b***h go play with her friends (*)

This is for the model that your chillin with hoodrats is often awful

My advice keep your mouth on muffle

Feistiness give 'em the right to snuff you and you too pretty to scuffle

This is for the rats go on with that (go on)

Quit actin like you smokin that crack

Cause he pokin that chick you ain't ownin on sh*t

Ain't no rings on that finger

And every ni**a in the hood ain't triple teamed her


That's right ha you see me at the club

With a with a look-alike Halle motherf**ker

Look alike look a look alike Alicia Keys

Haha you don't know me


Don't say sh*t you know who I'm talking to

All my hoodrat b**ches

Neneh Aqua and Trip Entanetta

Haha all ya'll


I'm straight Obie Trice


***Lyrics are from third-parties***