Treat Her Like A Prostitute Lyrics

Treat Her Like A Prostitute lyrics

Here's an oldie but goodie  

 Hit it  

 Excuse me  

 What?  

 Can I have your attention?  

 Mn hmm  

 There's just a few things that I've got to mention (Uh huh)  

 There's girlies out here that seem appealing  

 But they all come in your life and cold hurt your feelings  

 I'm telling you  

 As Rick is my name  

 I wouldn't trust not girl unless she feels the same  

 Treat 'em like a prostitute (Do What?)  

 Don't treat no girlie well until you're sure of the scoop  

 'Cause all they do is they hurt and trample  

 Listen up close, here comes my first example  

  

 Now ya been with your girlfriend for quite a while  

 Plans for the future, she's having your child  

 Celebrate with friends drinking cans and quarts  

 Telling all your friends about your family thoughts  

 One friend was drunk so he sstarts to act wild  

 He tells the truth about the kid  

 It's not your child  

 Acting like a jerk and on his face was a smirk  

 He said, "Your wife went berserk while you was hard at work"  

 And she led him on and tried to please him  

 She didn't waste time, she didn't try to tease him  

  

 Treat 'em like a prostitue (Do What?)  

 Don't treat no girlie well until you're sure of the scoop  

 'Cause all they do is they hurt and trample  

 Listen up close, here comes my second example  

  

 It's your wife  

 You buy the tramp jewels and clothes  

 You get sentimental and bring home a rose  

 Give her everything 'cause you swear she's worth it  

 All your friends tell you, "The bith dont' deserve it"  

 Love is blind, so there goes your wealth  

 Until one day, you see things for yourself  

 Came home from work early, Mr. Loverman  

 You had a card and some candy in your right hand  

 There's the mailman, he was short yet stout  

 He went inside your house and didn't come back out  

 Bust it  

 Just a friendly stop, come on, is it?  

 The mailman comes and he pays your wife a visit?  

 The thought alone makes your temperature boil  

 You say to yourself, she might still be loyal  

 You open up your door and stand in a trance  

 You see the mailman's bag and the mailman's pants  

 Came home to party  

 At work had a hard day  

 Look around your house and you say, "Where the hell are they?"  

 Run upstairs up to your bedroom  

 You look inside your room, you see something brewin'  

 Cover your mouth because you almost choke  

 You see the mailman's dick way up your wife's throat  

  

 Treat 'em like a prostitute (Mm-hmm)  

 Don't treat no girlie well until you're sure of the scoop  

 'Cause all they do is they hurt and trample  

 Listen up close, here comes my third example  

  

 Now your girl, she don't like to have sex a lot  

 And today she's ready and she's hot, hot, hot  

 As you open up the door she says, "Get on the floor"  

 She wants to try things she's never tried before  

 She takes off your drawers and works you over  

 She calls you Twinkles  

 And you call her Rover  

 Next thing you know, the ho starts to ill  

 She says, "I love you, Harold" and your name is Will  

 That's not the half 'til you start to ride her  

 Take off your rubber and there's one more inside her  

 It's not yours-who can it be?  

 I think it was a slick rapper, his name is M.C. Ricky  

  

 Treat 'em like a prostitute  

 Don't treat no girlie well, treat no girlie well  

 Treat no girlie well, until you're sure of the scoop