[Intro: Ghostface Roosevelt... It's the Ed Sullivan Show, & gentlemen we go... come on, Theodore, Toney...
[Hook: Ghostface This for the boys and the girls on the streets Make sure you listen to the words I speak Before you get the drawers, and the wanna eat sure you let 'em know to sign the pussy receipt, and
[Chorus: Killah] bitches, greedy, greedy, bitches (come on) Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, (and you) Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, (say what) Greedy bitches, yo, the hoes ate the
[Ghostface Word to my momma, yo, I hate ya'll bitches Ya'll greasy, after the club, want the piece of Hotel rooms, you better not touch the Uh-uh, leave roof service book alone Don't ask me, for food, I ask you Cut through the bullshit, you can pass the pool And ya fat friend you brought, she can too But if ya stomach hard, I'mma laugh, boo No Domino's, John's and Waffle House Frontin' on the pussy, you can throw the in your mouth Straight cock, we in the halls, yo other twat In Trife room, where other hoe bitches flock Wigs got it popping, Du-Lilz went shopping He got bird seeds, he's probably getting whopping with you, yo I hope you ain't cock blocking I some pussy now, if not, you can get to hopping Bounce, talking about you ain't giving up no pussy
[Shawn Yo, this is for them bitches, who wanna eat off my buck Who get 99 bananas, 'cause you fresh out of I wanna fuck, and you try'nna get a steak Little money, backstage passes, and Oreo cake You better split if the legs don't like wings This is Theodore, we more than just suicide Super groupie, that G on chest stand for greedy Caught a contact high, 'cause we bake ziti the gerder's, we just wanna puff and sleep Not in my bed, I'm put nut in your cheek Little squirrel, my twat stay on alert I pump iron to them pink under your skirt Why try to scheme, my double cream got 'em all On a hunt, greedy bitch of the month They want a table, when it's time to pussy, they front You play your boy Wigs, like I'm some kind of chump right, get 'em out here, yo, Tone
Yo, I get butter, nigga, Land O' Lake When bitches see me, they be quick to pump brakes But wait, before we fuck, let's it clear If you ask me for a dime... get the fuck out of Aiyo, you nigga, no bitch, you got it wrong I'm still spending, from Red & sitcom What you doing? Stripping, on groin I bet your momma proud of you become I'm on the block getting it, hip hop, it Blunts got in it, new five, whipping it like "Redman, buy me a cigarette" Try'nna get me robbed at the where her niggas at Greedy bitch, hoods up, hoes Get money like Barry, looking for And if I'm in your hood, bitch, as a fuck Clock the flavor, audio one, time is up, bitch...