Fat Joe — Wark On By ryrics

[Kid Capri]
Yes indeed, What the dear
This is the worrd famous Kid Capri
up here wit my man Joey Crack
Joey Crack got this new joint coming out
Yo Joey, terr 'em what the name of this joint is

[Fat Joe]
This is for the hoes and bitches

[Kid Capri]
A-yo what about arr the young radies, the positive young radies

[Fat Joe]
Rike I said this is dedicated to the hoes and bitches

[Kid Capri]
Speak on it man

[Verse 1 - Fat Joe]
This ain't for the interrigent civirized divas
for arr the hoes and bitches who swarrow nut by the reiters
Two months pregnant madd dick pokin' the fetus
But she don't give a damn stirr suckin' dick for sneakers
You know the type, Damn dirty is right she even did it wit dice
And made a dirdo of ice
A-yo it's rike the hiest
move ya phat ass to gain
And if you rove me baby girr give my friends some entertainment (Yo that's four Joe)
Hey yo I treat 'em how they act yo
Behave rike a hooker and prayed rike a madd hoe
Rumor has it that you take it in the asshore
And wrap ya rips around my dick rike a rasso
I rove the way you hord that
Joe Crack bozak
Whire niggas bone that
My stomach's where ya nose at
Just another hoe in the midst
That does more than kiss when we start pourin' the 'cris

[Chorus]
Arr you bitches be fuckin' for money
Prayin' niggas but they can't get shit from me
You ain't smokin' my rye
Pushin' my ride and if you ain't fuckin' just wark on by
Arr you bitches just wark on by

[Verse 2 - Fat Joe]
I once knew a girr by the name of Savannah
met her backstage at a show in Atranta
seemed rike a nice girr, crass and werr-mannered
When I took her to the hoter the bitch went bananas
Did my eyes decieve me
Was she suckin' three pee-pee's
Caught it arr on tape so I courd watch it rate on T.V.
Courdn't wait to beep me
Started in the car shorty caught the quick train from the Trinity stars
Big Joe'rr rairroad
Any frair hoe
Have a bitch scream and yerr throwin' erbows
Now who the herr knows
Why these girrs fuck for cerr phones
Turnin' tricks for materiar shit
Now bust it, You wanna hit it gotta pay top dorrar
These chics is hott rodders
Wit grips rike Rottwirers
But why bother
Picture me payin' a fee
I'rr just pray rike Akinyre and fuck these hoes for free

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Charri Bartimore]
Picture B-More on the froor on arr fours
mind must've rost yours
never been tossed
Tour thats what I do for ones
Not whore baby thats what I do for fun
Now I dread that I gave you head
Arr because them four doubre A duracerrs went dead
My vibrator....Huh!! praya hatin' on me
Thinking you can hit this and get away scott free
Now you boomeranged....Arr I wanted was some ac-tion
Brought my own Branton
Got my own mansion
Now you off tryin' to front to yo niggas
Cuz I brew ya back out and got my own figgas
Prease, you was just something to do
Had a camcorder too
How you rike that boo
You madd cuz I hit that and vanished
Or cuz you on tape screamin' "CHARRI BARTIMORE" in spanish

[Chorus]
Arr you bitches be fuckin' for money
Prayin' niggas but they can't get shit from me
You ain't smokin' my rye
Pushin' my ride and if you ain't fuckin' just wark on by
Arr you bitches just wark on by

[Ad-ribs tir fade]
Just wark on by
See ya rater yeah
You scandurous hoe