"Know Tha Deal" lyrics
[Yukmouth:]
Damn, I know the whole deal on you tramps
I know the whole deal on you tramps
I know the whole deal on you tramps
[Numskull:]
I got the 411 on you stunts
Hoes rigg me up but rigg me up only once
My dick's at attention, amazed by the tingle
Thinkin' about the hoe so I gave one the jingle
Then threw a fuckin brew down my neck
Slang period crooked letter D-E to the S
Dug the shitty gold diggin' bitches
But then I got cheaper, like Lucky's, the low price leader
It's the thang to do, up and give ugly hoes the boot
Cause now I think the fine hoes are skipping to my loot
I know the scoop, I know the whole deal on you tramps
You think you all that, cause the shit that you wearin'
The gear that you got, the whole crew be sharin'
I'm in that ass gigglin', ya out for my loot, figure then
Ya brain must be jiggling
[Yukmouth:]
There go my beanie, ooh wee got a looie on my weeny
Got bluey, got tricks up my sleeve like a Houdini
You seen me puttin' it but couldn't it be cool
Won't buy yo ass seafood, fuck robbing I be crew
School, my niggas if ya got the phat Pontiac LeMans
You'll pull hella bitches like the Fonz
I cons hoes that mainly won't choose on vogues on the old
School a young ass bitch with an old fool
They only out to get dividends and livin' in the sauna
A material girl like Madonna, ya honor
Shit is gettin' hectic and mo crazy
Hell, they'll roll shit but don't spend it on they babies
Act shady, when you call they skanless ass a slut
But bro, a hoe is someone that gets paid to fuck
If she shoe fits on you bitch, wear it like them fake ponytails
Oops, let my muthafuckin homie tell ya the scoop
[Numskull:]
I know the scoop, I know the whole deal on you tramps
I know the scoop, I know the whole deal on you tramps
I had a brand new Jeep and we was rollin'
Told her it was mine but that shit was really stolen
She asked me to shoot her to the crib, so I did
Walked to the house and the bitch had about 12 kids
Hangin' on my brand new jaboz
What's wrong with my nose? I got a shit stain on my clothes
Looked down and saw a little baby
And felt like bootin' that little nigga across the room like I was Pele
That's how they get you to the crib, you dig
Couldn't pass up the chance cause that ass was hella big
And she was walkin' and that phat ass was swingin'
I'm thinkin' about bangin' her, somebody kept rangin' her
The phone was ringin' every 20 seconds
And I'm still gettin' bothered by these dirty adolescents
Spillin' hella Kool-Aid on my cases, hey bitch, are ya finished?
Grabbed this bottle and poured hella drank in it
He was drunk so the other kids jumped him
Mama grabbed a high heel and straight lumped em
I still fucked but it took a little drank, though
And I bet I still fuck a stank ho
[Yukmouth:]
Why bother? I'm bombed out like Pearl Harbor
For Pete's sakes I caught the blues like The Barber Beefcake
The cheapskate, never got swundled for a bundle
Bitches got weaves on, hair long like Rapunzel
I crumble, a phone numbers but I still carry bozack
Rollin' in dope like Pillsbury, I don't carry
I pull just my pager but I could pull out major
Black, got more sacks than Lawrence Taylor
Captain Save-A-Hoe stacks is who done on the low tip
To get the boots, he buys his bitch a jabofit
But he through hop, oohop, she gots to have it
Yup, ya cabbage, I close line up a bitch like Randy Savage
Not your average sex shooter, vanity, ya handin' me the buddha
A bitch couldn't drown me with a Bermuda
Triangle, I dangle bankrolls, suck the dank, bro
And I bet I'll still fuck a stank ho
It's like that
[Numskull:]
I know the scoop, I know the whole deal on you tramps
I know the scoop, I know the whole deal on you tramps
I know the scoop, I know the whole deal on you tramps
I know the scoop, I know the whole deal on you tramps
To all the punk muthafuckas talkin' shit
Damn, I know the whole deal on you tramps
I know the whole deal on you tramps
I know the whole deal on you tramps
[Numskull:]
I got the 411 on you stunts
Hoes rigg me up but rigg me up only once
My dick's at attention, amazed by the tingle
Thinkin' about the hoe so I gave one the jingle
Then threw a fuckin brew down my neck
Slang period crooked letter D-E to the S
Dug the shitty gold diggin' bitches
But then I got cheaper, like Lucky's, the low price leader
It's the thang to do, up and give ugly hoes the boot
Cause now I think the fine hoes are skipping to my loot
I know the scoop, I know the whole deal on you tramps
You think you all that, cause the shit that you wearin'
The gear that you got, the whole crew be sharin'
I'm in that ass gigglin', ya out for my loot, figure then
Ya brain must be jiggling
[Yukmouth:]
There go my beanie, ooh wee got a looie on my weeny
Got bluey, got tricks up my sleeve like a Houdini
You seen me puttin' it but couldn't it be cool
Won't buy yo ass seafood, fuck robbing I be crew
School, my niggas if ya got the phat Pontiac LeMans
You'll pull hella bitches like the Fonz
I cons hoes that mainly won't choose on vogues on the old
School a young ass bitch with an old fool
They only out to get dividends and livin' in the sauna
A material girl like Madonna, ya honor
Shit is gettin' hectic and mo crazy
Hell, they'll roll shit but don't spend it on they babies
Act shady, when you call they skanless ass a slut
But bro, a hoe is someone that gets paid to fuck
If she shoe fits on you bitch, wear it like them fake ponytails
Oops, let my muthafuckin homie tell ya the scoop
[Numskull:]
I know the scoop, I know the whole deal on you tramps
I know the scoop, I know the whole deal on you tramps
I had a brand new Jeep and we was rollin'
Told her it was mine but that shit was really stolen
She asked me to shoot her to the crib, so I did
Walked to the house and the bitch had about 12 kids
Hangin' on my brand new jaboz
What's wrong with my nose? I got a shit stain on my clothes
Looked down and saw a little baby
And felt like bootin' that little nigga across the room like I was Pele
That's how they get you to the crib, you dig
Couldn't pass up the chance cause that ass was hella big
And she was walkin' and that phat ass was swingin'
I'm thinkin' about bangin' her, somebody kept rangin' her
The phone was ringin' every 20 seconds
And I'm still gettin' bothered by these dirty adolescents
Spillin' hella Kool-Aid on my cases, hey bitch, are ya finished?
Grabbed this bottle and poured hella drank in it
He was drunk so the other kids jumped him
Mama grabbed a high heel and straight lumped em
I still fucked but it took a little drank, though
And I bet I still fuck a stank ho
[Yukmouth:]
Why bother? I'm bombed out like Pearl Harbor
For Pete's sakes I caught the blues like The Barber Beefcake
The cheapskate, never got swundled for a bundle
Bitches got weaves on, hair long like Rapunzel
I crumble, a phone numbers but I still carry bozack
Rollin' in dope like Pillsbury, I don't carry
I pull just my pager but I could pull out major
Black, got more sacks than Lawrence Taylor
Captain Save-A-Hoe stacks is who done on the low tip
To get the boots, he buys his bitch a jabofit
But he through hop, oohop, she gots to have it
Yup, ya cabbage, I close line up a bitch like Randy Savage
Not your average sex shooter, vanity, ya handin' me the buddha
A bitch couldn't drown me with a Bermuda
Triangle, I dangle bankrolls, suck the dank, bro
And I bet I'll still fuck a stank ho
It's like that
[Numskull:]
I know the scoop, I know the whole deal on you tramps
I know the scoop, I know the whole deal on you tramps
I know the scoop, I know the whole deal on you tramps
I know the scoop, I know the whole deal on you tramps
To all the punk muthafuckas talkin' shit
