She’s A Sell Out

Rappin’ 4-Tay, Kevin McCord

[Intro: Lil' Fly]
Ayy 4, what you gon' say about that once-a-month bleeding bitch?
You know the bitch I'm talkin' 'bout

[Verse 1: Rappin' 4-Tay]
I'm clownin' every silly simple Shirley Temple ass bitch
'Cause your purse is empty, bitch, you're out to get rich
I ain't tryna be, I've been on the map since '83
Dip some gold ones in your face and that ass'll be on top of me
Bitches tell their buddies when the dick is on hit
I'm tryna reach the fuckin' uterus and gush out Moët shit
Triple-X movies keep the panties drippin'
You pussy-whipped ballers ain't doin' nothin' but slippin'
Your bitch got her fingers runnin' up my slick
She couldn't handle this, you shoulda seen her rushin' up out the panties
Sittin' on top of me, ridin' the Long Ranger
Beatin' up the walls is only way I could tame her
Slammin' the guts to Doggystyle, you know I want you
You was playin' the role of being pretty hard to talk to
You're sweating, telling on yourself, you can't stand still
Your pussy's wet because my rap is so real
And damn, you know how to work a mean dick
So I just stay poppin', bitch, I heard you like to trick
And if you fit the category, you know what I'm talkin' about
You supposed to be the best so try your best not to sell out

[Chorus: Rappin' 4-Tay | KRS-One sample]
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"
She's a sell out
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"
'Cause she's a sell out
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"

[Verse 2: Rappin' 4-Tay]
I guess you probably heard about my setback, less tracks, no contact
But since I'm potent and my rap I never lack
The G-A-M-E, it's all up in me
Don't sell crack, crank, weed, I jook the CDs
Hoochies travel many miles to meet the 4, the largest
Tried to get my money and have me stuck with criminal charges
But I'm not a nitwit you get wit' like a trick-or-treat trick
You remind me of a cigarette I need to flick
Runnin' off at the mouth, you can't help it, that's how they raised you
Drunk broke bums are the only people who praise you
But it ain't too late to come clean cut like a whistle
Keep your head on a book, you always slobbin' on a pistol
It ain't my business how you choose to wine and dine her
When you put me in your business, bitch, the business is mine
So stay off my jock, I got my future and I'm in
Who told you cubs always eat in lions' dens?
I'm a vet at the rap, I grab my mic and get wit' it
I know your kind, you tend to lie, you lie to kick it
Just like you lied and had me fightin' for my life
Thought you could fade me with the 25 to life
They want her to pay, she gotta pay, they say she oughta
Some old funny style lady's little daughter
Tore up mud duck stuck with no butt
Tried to get me for my grits like your average little slut
Follow me to show after show, haha, I'm makin' it
I love Black women but ain't no ass worth takin' it
Especially not you, you little skeezer tryna mug me
Go look in the mirror, you ain't gotta look, you know you're ugly
A lot of these fools fell deep into trap
That this freak set out but I'm not livin' like that
I heard you had VD, so infested I could smell ya
I'm cleaner than the Board of Health, ho, so what that tell ya?
So get your lies straight, this whole thing's a damn shame
I understand you're not known so you choose to my name
I'm shakin' these lies and these rumors like Shake 'N Bake
I bet all that shit, now if could beat this fuckin' headache
So give me a breakdown, Cy, before I bell out
Dedicated to that scandalous bitch 'cause she's a sell out

[Chorus: Rappin' 4-Tay | KRS-One sample]
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"
She's a sell out
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"
'Cause she's a sell out
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"

[Verse 3: Rappin' 4-Tay]
I feel the violation but that punk time passed
I'll be your worst nightmare, strictly roastin' your funky ass
I know what you thought, that you could come up with some money
But you're still broke, ho, 4-Tay's far from a dummy
So go back to that hut and listen to this new hit
You don't live with your mama 'cause she's tired of you stealin' shit
She saw you on a pickle but it wasn't a Vlasic
You know what you're known for, I ain't the one to gossip
An alcohol beverage and maybe one or two doobies
With a bitch like that, she got a Triple-X movie
But let me change the subject 'cause it's making me sick
I never saw a ho get mad because she couldn't suck my dick
This world is a trip and it keep changin' by the hour
Nowadays you can't deliver candy and some flowers
Bring a few 40s and a sack of some of that dank
And if the chick is a villain I'll bet she's out to get your bank
Slangin' that ass at the hottest club in town
Say ho, what you know, it's time to get down
She spotted the brother who gave her freaky behavior
The feeling's mutual plus this woman's this brother's flavor
Slow dancing, lifting and dippin' and concentratin'
She's down with a set and fools'll loosen up your Daytons
But how could this be? You bought her everything and took her out
She's hooked up with a gangster from my hood so don't sell out

[Chorus: Rappin' 4-Tay | KRS-One sample]
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"
She's a sell out
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"
'Cause she's a sell out
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"
She's a sell out
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"
'Cause she's a sell out
"'Cause you can't trust a big butt and a smile"

[Bridge: Rappin' 4-Tay | Lil' Fly]
I am the rapper that they call 4-Tay
Born and raised in the city by the Bay
Yeah (She's a sell out)
I am the rapper that they call 4-Tay (She's a sell out)
Born and raised in the city by the Bay
Yeah (She's a sell out, she's a sell out)
I am the rapper that they call 4-Tay (She's a sell out)
Born and raised in the city by the Bay
(She's a sell out, she's a sell out)

[Outro: Rappin' 4-Tay]
Yeah, y'all, it's Rappin' 4-Tay once again
Clockin', poppin' and always rockin' these motherfuckers
Yeah, you scandalous ass bitch that tried to play me
Uh-huh, they shouldn'ta never let a nigga me out the penitentiary
See ya
What's up?

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