[Intro]
Girl: Aren't they suppose to so..like have like something to do with the songs that they come before or something
Reese One: Well I mean
? : Not necessarily
Basik MC: She scientific
Reese One: Yeah she got theories
Basik MC: She got the theories
Reese One: Yeah, yeah (laughing)
Girl: Shut up
Reese One: "Shouldn't it have something to do with the songs"
Girl: I mean I don't know where they're going but if you had like certain..like the tramp song. If you had one before that. Then it would have you guys talking about tramps or something
?: The tramp song
[Reese one and Basik MC]: The tramp song!

[Intro 2: Basik MC]
Uh, aw yeah
Da da daaa
Bleu Collar
Here to speak to the ladies tonight
Da da daaa
On how, black is beautiful and beautiful is black and you all that
Da da daaa
So holla at your boy
Da da daaa

[Verse 1: Basik MC]
Don't holla at me no more
Pretty bitch ain't worth the, measly portion of my clock
Can't elude me, you're sleazy, and won't earn the sweat from my jock
They all bullseyes for cum stains
Negro's hideous to think some changed
Ho's is pea brains
Even a whole trough of virgins
Is just sluts emerging
Surging through the metro like a power outage
If I was me I wouldn't let that misery invade my cottage
Cuz nine times out of eight, bitches full of shit
I said nine times out of eight, bitches yap and shit
Emotions get clipped and shit happens quick
A dame always coming off the bench from some, ex-heathen
A month of you, he's back from the back and she's on her back with her chest heavin'
Y'all must have not seen casino
It always leads back to that cat
And they looking for investors like the NASDAQ
But you can have that
Cuz over here them boys don't hand out sponsorships
But lately I've been trying to commit and your throat and my dick can have a "serious relationship"

[Hook: Basik MC]
I said tramp, tramp
Tramp, tramp
What are you doing
I said tramp, tramp
Tramp, tramp
Just who do you think you're foolin'
You let a cat run up in ya for your nails and hair did
And floor seats at the Laker game ha ha
I said tramp, tramp
Tramp, tramp
Just watch who you're screwin'

[Verse 2: Reese One]
You don't like to get snatched up?
Well I don't like to feel fucked
By no slut who is way out of touch with reality
Living fallacies and delusions of grandeur
Damn whore, sure can lie
Won't blink an eye
Trashy bitch got her life stuck in a video
With Lil Kim and them, popping coochie
She in the Central wearing gucci
Tramp that shit don't match and there's a clown out there that's gonna say that match
Look Fella, you shoulda stayed away from Cinderella
Cuz she's raining bullshit and you don't have an umbrella
When she tell ya, about her aspirations and her hopes
She ain't tell you that she like you cuz she think you selling dope
Or that she think you ugly and you hella overweight
But your XK8 made your ass look great
I'm straight, I'd rather see spend my money on a nazi
Then to be "heart broke" cuz a sorry bitch got me
I'm prone to go Pretty Tone, hard on a skirt
Being looked at like a jerk is better than being worked
For what it's worth
I wasn't like this since birth
But I've been burnt a couple times just trying to be nice
To a lowlife who will never have no life
Go head call her your wife so she can ruin your life
I'm chilling
I fuck ho's with no feelings
Who admit that sluts and take shits on trust
There is no us, only me and only you
Cuz if you was my girl then I'd care what you do
And we gon keep this strictly physical cuz that's just how I do
And if somebody is breaking they self then it has to be you
I don't make the same mistake twice I've been this way before
And I know better then to let my feelings get wrapped up in a whore

[Hook]
I said tramp, tramp
Tramp, tramp
What are you doing
I said tramp, tramp
Tramp, tramp
Just who do you think you're foolin'
You let a cat run up in ya for your nails and hair did
And floor seats at the Laker game ha ha
I said tramp, tramp
Tramp, tramp
Just watch who you're screwin'

[Verse 3: Basik MC]
I don't care what your eyes tell you
But dames don't vary
They all conniving stupid pretty ass backwards plus scary
Beat a bitch like a man, so for a whole week and half I was convinced her name was Larry
Finest cat hair
Gain my trust, then cross me
Would have shattered her whole cheek structure
But bail and hospital fees kinda costly
Reason you need to utilize a comma and just pause on the drama
Come on now, tell me the truth, you're uncouth
In the disco getting fingered by the DJ booth
And you can't lie, tell me the truth
I busted a load so fierce knocked out your front tooth
Dinner and a Molson pitcher's not what you need
You need a train ran on you at light speed
The double standard reads bullshit
Hype damsels in the bucket
Homies like fuck it
When I'm steering the lex
They damn near molest me in the intersection
Roll shotty in the Taurus knockers don't swivel in my direction
Shit

[Hook: Basik]
I said tramp, tramp
Tramp, tramp
What are you doing
I said tramp, tramp
Tramp, tramp
Just who do you think you're foolin'
You let a cat run up in ya for your nails and hair did
And floor seats at the Laker game ha ha
I said tramp, tramp
Tramp, tramp
Just watch who you're screwin'
It goes tramp, tramp
Tramp, tramp
What are you doing
I said tramp, tramp
Tramp, tramp
Who do you think you fooling
You let a dude smash anytime he wants so you can hit the town in his Escalade
Ha, ha
I said tramp, tramp
Tramp, tramp
Just watch who you're screwin'

[Song Outro: Reese One]
Man It's a god damn shame y'all made a decent n***a like me
A n***a that wanted a girlfriend
Like totally against bitches, man
You make it so hard to trust your funky, trifling, sorry, lying without a fucking glitch in your face ass
You sorry bitch you make me sick man
My motherfucking feelings is hurt
(laughter)

[Outro 2]

Reese One: No, no go ahead

Girl 2: I was gonna say something for the tramp song to make people understand. Because I know this is laid out pretty clearly, but something to make the females that are listening to your songs, that do like your music, actually understand why you think the women you are speaking of are so called tramps

Reese One: No, I don't wanna. They're not that intelligent