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What'd ya call me?
 [Yo  yo  D  yo  check out them girls over there  man
 ?? ready  you down? Let's roll on 'em
 You wid it? Come on  let's do it
 Hey a  yeah  my name's Hurby Luv Bug this is my man D
 We're checkin' y'all out  we know y'all were checking us out
 So we said hey  what the hell  just roll on over but...
 Y'all wanna come down over to the crib?
 A little place I got over there in the Hills
 Ya know, fat jacuzzi...we can get busy]

 Homegirls, attention you must pay
 So listen close to what I say
 Don't take this a simple rhyme
 Cuz this type of thing happens all the time
 Now what would you do if a stranger said hi?
 Would you dis him or would you reply?
 If you answer there is a chance
 That you'd become a victim of circumstance
 Am I right, fellas? Tell the truth
 Or else I'm-a have to show and prove
 You are what you are, I am what I am
 It just so happens that most men are...

 Tramp (What'd ya call me?)

 [Mmmm-hmmm, babe, I ain't gonna lie - you look good
 I know it - I look good, too
 But why don't you and me and my dog
 Go do the do]

 Have you ever seen a dude who's stupid and rude?
 Whenever he's around he dogs your mood
 I know a guy like that, girl
 He thinks he's God's gift to the world
 You know that kind, excited all the time
 With nothing but sex on the mind
 I'm no stunt, on me he can't front
 I know the real deal, I know what they want
 It's me (Why?) Because I'm so sexy
 It's me (What?) Don't touch my body! (Boy!)
 Cuz you see I ain't no skeezer
 But on a real tip I think he's a...

 Tramp (What'd ya call me?)

 [Huh, what? Hey, whoa, wait a minute...
 It's not what it looks like, baby, just chill
 Wait a minute, where you goin'?
 I'm tryin' to tell you it ain't exactly...
 Look, what are you doin' with that bat?]

 On the first date he thought I was a dummy
 He had the nerve to tell me he loved me
 But of course, I knew it was a lie, y'all
 He undressed me with his eyeballs
 Trying to change the whole subject
 Cuz everything he said pertained to sex
 So I dissed him, I said, "You's a sucker!
 Get your dirty mind out the gutter
 You ain't gettin' paid, you ain't knockin' boots
 You ain't treating me like no prostitute"
 Then I walked away, he called me a teaser
 You're on a mission, kid - yo, he's a...

 Tramp (What'd ya call me?)

 [Yo, baby, come here for a second
 I ain't your baby, tramp
 You sick little...
 Oh yeah? Your sister]

 Tramp
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Copyrights:

Author: Jimmy McCracklin, Lowell Fulsom

Composer: ?

Publisher: Next Plateau Records, Inc., Next Plateau Records

Details:

Released in: 1986

Language: English

Appearing on: Hot, Cool & Vicious (1986)

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