Trick Daddy | Lyrics | Noodle

What I gotta ball? Just to get all up in them draw
And get the Benz with the 20' inch Lorenz's
And put TVs in it and all

S***, 'cause these my dawgs and dem
Keep letting me know, you ain't ready for that

Don't hang in the hood no mo', guess you too heavy for that
Don't even go to school ho, thinking everything is cool, ho
I made up a name especially for you ho, a noodle

Look bad with the Prada bags, take it in the mouth or the ass
Only see the Benz's and the Jags
Anything less than that, you gotta show her some cash

'Cause every nigga with bread, you probably done f*****
And anybody in the game who doing they thing, ho
Best believe you done sucked 'em

You let 'em bust you all in yo rectum
Getting bumps and major infections, C-sections
Ol' dumb ass b****, and you still ain't learned you lesson, you a

Noodles, noodles, it's the same hoes, noodles
Noodles, noodles, it's the same hoes, noodles

You ain't s*** and ya sister ain't s*** and ya mammy ain't s***
And you the same ho sitting on yo ass
Waiting on me like I'm yo wic

B****, please, you still waiting, I'm still hating
You still making me sick, I can't stand a lazy ass b****
I make 'em say noodle

Ol' foot dragging ass, nasty, stinking ass b****
Stop worrying about what I got and get yo own s***
Same hoes

All you good for is some head and a back massage
A lil' suck and f*** when I nut up, cut up
Shut up, b**** get up, what up?

It's bad for me on some nuttin' ass hoes keep harassing me
On how I do? It don't pertain to you, so b****, stop asking me
Now pardon me on the words I used

See, young ladies ought to be excused and when you see one
Point that noodle out so my dawgs don't get confused
I'm talking bout

Noodles, noodles, it's the same hoes, noodles
Noodles, noodles, it's the same hoes, noodles