Walk On By Lyrics

Walk On By

[Featuring Charli Baltimore]

(Kid Capri)
Yes indeed What the
deal
This is the world famous Kid Capri
up here wit my man Joey
Crack
Joey Crack got this new joint coming out
Yo Joey tell 'em what the
name of this joint is

(Fat Joe)
This is for the hoes and
bitches

(Kid Capri)
A yo what about all the young ladies the positive
young ladies

(Fat Joe)
Like I said this is dedicated to the hoes and
bitches

(Kid Capri)
Speak on it man

Verse 1-Fat
Joe

This ain't for the intelligent civilized divas

for all the
hoes and bitches who swallow nut by the leiters

Two months pregnant madd
dick pokin' the fetus

But she don't give a damn still suckin' dick for
sneakers

You know the type, Damn dirty is right she even did it wit
dice

And made a dildo of ice

A-yo it's like the hiest

move
ya phat ass to gain

And if you love me baby girl give my friends some
entertainment (Yo

that's

foul Joe)

Hey yo I treat 'em how
they act yo

Behave like a hooker and played like a madd hoe

Rumor
has it that you take it in the asshole

And wrap ya lips around my dick
like a lasso

I love the way you hold that

Joe Crack
bozak

While niggas bone that

My stomach's where ya nose
at

Just another hoe in the midst

That does more than kiss when we
start pourin' the 'cris

(Chorus)

All you bitches be fuckin' for
money

Playin' niggas but they can't get shit from me

You ain't
smokin' my lye

Pushin' my ride and if you ain't fuckin' just walk on
by

All you bitches just walk on by

Verse 2-Fat Joe

I once
knew a girl by the name of Savannah

met her backstage at a show in
Atlanta

seemed like a nice girl, class and well-mannered

When I
took her to the hotel the bitch went bananas

Did my eyes decieve
me

Was she suckin' three pee-pee's

Caught it all on tape so I
could watch it late on T.V.

Couldn't wait to beep me

Started in
the car shorty caught the quick train from the Trinity

stars

Big
Joe'll railroad

Any frail hoe

Have a bitch scream and yell
throwin' elbows

Now who the hell knows

Why these girls fuck for
cell phones

Turnin' tricks for material shit

Now bust it, You
wanna hit it gotta pay top dollar

These chics is hott rodders

Wit
grips like Rottwilers

But why bother

Picture me payin' a
fee

I'll just play like Akinyle and fuck these hoes for
free

(Chorus)

Verse 3-Charli Baltimore

Picture B-More on
the floor on all fours

mind must've lost yours

never been
tossed

Tour thats what I do for ones

Not whore baby thats what I
do for fun

Now I dread that I gave you head

All because them four
double A duracells went dead

My vibrator....Huh!! playa hatin' on
me

Thinking you can hit this and get away scott free

Now you
boomeranged....All I wanted was some ac-tion

Brought my own
Branton

Got my own mansion

Now you off tryin' to front to yo
niggas

Cuz I blew ya back out and got my own figgas

Please, you
was just something to do

Had a camcorder too

How you like that
boo

You madd cuz I hit that and vanished

Or cuz you on tape
screamin' "CHARLI BALTIMORE" in spanish

(Chorus)

All you bitches
be fuckin' for money

Playin' niggas but they can't get shit from
me

You ain't smokin' my lye

Pushin' my ride and if you ain't
fuckin' just walk on by

All you bitches just walk on by

(Ad-libs
til fade)

Just walk on by

See ya later yeah

You scandulous
hoe