(Chorus)
You He-ar my Shout Clear.
Wh-at? Is! He-r Name Scott.
I Swear on Ev-ry-Thing,
That That Bas-tard Got Me Hott!
Hear my Shout Clear.
What? Is! Her Na-me Scott.
Lo juro por todo
That You A-bout to be Popped!
1
Th-ir-ty Nine Weeks,
And A-bout to Drop.
Nine-teen lo-ca! Hobb-ling
Up the Block To-Where
This Side Bitch Spot!
To-Where Side Bitch Spot!
Twirl-ing 2 Tu-be Socks.
Ea-ch Fil-led With Brass
Nick-els Sharp Nail-s,
An-d Jag-ged Ro-cks .
(Chorus)
You He-ar my Shout Clear.
Wh-at? Is! He-r Name Scott.
I Swear on Ev-ry-Thing,
E-so Bas-tarde A Poo-tah!
Hear my Shout Clear.
¿Cuál es su name Scott?
Lo juro por todo,
That You A-bout to be Popped!
You He-ar my Shout Clear.
Wh-at Is Her Name Scott?
I Swear on Ev-ry-Thing,
That That Bas-tard A Poo-tah.
Hear my Shout Clear.
What is Her Na-me Scott?
I Swear on Ev-ry-Thing,
That You A-bout to be Popped!
2
Know-ing That Th-is no
Es How Love It Is,
Sup-pos To B-e,
Out Brush-ing Bitch-es
Hair And Not Floss-ing
En tu Fam-il-ar.
Out Look-ing for A
Job Why Y-ou No
Have Dol-ar-es
T-o Gi-ve Me.
I Lov-e Y—ou Babe!
Thats what this
hijo de puta me dijo.
Until Fam-i-ly ca-ll!
Tia Ton-ya The Same
Girl That-You met,
In the Ha-ir Sa-lon.
Had Se-en You with Me,
Now won-dring ¿Qué pasa
En real-idad?
With The New Roll-On.
Roll-On that Un-der
Yo-ur A-rm and
That I should Come
Y Tó-ma-lo!
(Chorus)
You He-ar my Shout Clear.
Wh-at? Is! He-r Name Scott.
I Swear on Ev-ry-Thing,
That That Bas-tard Got Me Hott!
Hear my Shout Clear.
What? Is! Her Na-me Scott.
I Swear on Ev-ry-Thing,
That You Are a Poo-tah!
You He-ar my Shout Clear.
Wh-at? Is! He-r Name Scott.
I Swear on Ev-ry-Thing,
That That Bas-tard a Poo-tah
Hear my Shout Clear.
What? Is! Her Na-me Scott.
I Swear on Ev-ry-Thing,
That You A-bout to be Popped!
3
Dead Ass Nigga Got Me
Hott At Th-ir-ty Nine
Weeks And A-bout to Drop.
Nine-teen Pissed! Hobb-ling
Up the Block to take off
His and His Side Bitch Top.
Con calcetines de tubo,
Que pueden bop!
Rea-dy to Knock El Y Su
Mal-dita pe-rra.
My Nig-ga and Her Spot!
As I Hob-ble up the Block.
With Both My Arms
Swing-ing whi-le I’m
Gain-ing from the Back.
Can’t Wait to see his Face.
Fast like a Full Back A-ttack
I’m Knocking Out the Cheer-
Lead-er’s Teeth And Sacks
Of The Quar-ter-Back
(Chorus)
You He-ar my Shout Clear.
Wh-at? Is! He-r Name Scott.
I Swear on Ev-ry-Thing,
That That Bas-tard Got Me Hott!
