* the original version

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 want to 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
'cause 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!)
'cause 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
'cause 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

Writer : JIMMY MCCRACKLIN, LOWELL FULSOM
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