Walk On By Lyrics - Singles - Charli Baltimore

Artist: fat joe f/ charli baltimore 

(kid capri) 

Yes indeed, what the deal 

This is the world famous kid capri 

Up here wit my man joey crack 

Joey crack got this new joint coming out 

Yo joey, tell 'em what the name of this joint is 

(fat joe) 

This is for the hoes and bitches 

(kid capri) 

A-yo what about all the young ladies, the positive young ladies 

(fat joe) 

Like 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 intelligent civilized divas 

For all the hoes and bitches who swallow nut by the leiters 

Two months pregnant madd dick pokin' the fetus 

But she don't give a damn still suckin' dick for sneakers 

You know the type, damn dirty is right she even did it wit dice 

And made a dildo of ice 

A-yo it's like the hiest 

Move ya phat ass to gain 

And if you love me baby girl give my friends some entertainment (yo that's 

Foul joe) 

Hey yo I treat 'em how they act yo 

Behave like a hooker and played like a madd hoe 

Rumor has it that you take it in the asshole 

And wrap ya lips around my dick like a lasso 

I love the way you hold that 

Joe crack bozak 

While 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) 

All you bitches be fuckin' for money 

Playin' niggas but they can't get shit from me 

You ain't smokin' my lye 

Pushin' my ride and if you ain't fuckin' just walk on by 

All you bitches just walk on by 

Verse 2-fat joe 

I once knew a girl by the name of savannah 

Met her backstage at a show in atlanta 

Seemed like a nice girl, class and well-mannered 

When I took her to the hotel the bitch went bananas 

Did my eyes decieve me 

Was she suckin' three pee-pee's 

Caught it all on tape so I could watch it late on t.v. 

Couldn't wait to beep me 

Started in the car shorty caught the quick train from the trinity stars 

Big joe'll railroad 

Any frail hoe 

Have a bitch scream and yell throwin' elbows 

Now who the hell knows 

Why these girls fuck for cell phones 

Turnin' tricks for material shit 

Now bust it, you wanna hit it gotta pay top dollar 

These chics is hott rodders 

Wit grips like rottwilers 

But why bother 

Picture me payin' a fee 

I'll just play like akinyle and fuck these hoes for free 

(chorus) 

Verse 3-charli baltimore 

Picture b-more on the floor on all fours 

Mind must've lost 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 

All because them four double a duracells went dead 

My vibrator....huh!! playa hatin' on me 

Thinking you can hit this and get away scott free 

Now you boomeranged....all I wanted was some ac-tion 

Brought my own branton 

Got my own mansion 

Now you off tryin' to front to yo niggas 

'cause I blew ya back out and got my own figgas 

Please, you was just something to do 

Had a camcorder too 

How you like that boo 

You madd 'cause I hit that and vanished 

Or 'cause you on tape screamin' "charli baltimore" in spanish 

(chorus) 

All you bitches be fuckin' for money 

Playin' niggas but they can't get shit from me 

You ain't smokin' my lye 

Pushin' my ride and if you ain't fuckin' just walk on by 

All you bitches just walk on by 

(ad-libs til fade) 

Just walk on by 

See ya later yeah 

You scandulous hoe