[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Theodore Roosevelt
It's the Ed Sullivan Show, ladies & gentlemen
Here we go, come on, Theodore, Toney
[Pre-Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
This one's for the boys and the girls on the streets
Make sure you listen careful to the words I speak
Before you get the drawers, and the bitch wanna eat
Make sure you let 'em know to sign the pussy receipt, and
[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, bitches (Come on)
Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, bitches (And you)
Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, bitches (Say what)
Greedy bitches, yo, the hoes ate the Oreos
[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Word to my momma, yo, I hate ya'll greedy bitches
Ya'll greasy, after the club, want the piece of chicken
Hotel rooms, you better not touch the phone
Uh-uh, leave that room service book alone
Don't ask me, for food, I ain't ask you
Cut through the bullshit, you can just pass the pool
And ya fat friend you brought, she can crash too
But if ya stomach growling hard, I'mma laugh, boo
No Domino's, Papa John's and Waffle House
Frontin' on the pussy, you can throw the dick in your mouth
Straight cock, we in the halls, yo there's other twat
In Trife room, where them other ho bitches flock
Wigs got it popping (Yeah), Du-Lilz went bird shopping (Oh)
He got bird seeds, he's probably getting head whopping
Fucking with you, yo I hope you ain't cock blocking
I want some pussy now, if not, you can get to hopping
Theodore Roosevelt
It's the Ed Sullivan Show, ladies & gentlemen
Here we go, come on, Theodore, Toney
[Pre-Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
This one's for the boys and the girls on the streets
Make sure you listen careful to the words I speak
Before you get the drawers, and the bitch wanna eat
Make sure you let 'em know to sign the pussy receipt, and
[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, bitches (Come on)
Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, bitches (And you)
Greedy bitches, greedy, greedy, bitches (Say what)
Greedy bitches, yo, the hoes ate the Oreos
[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah]
Word to my momma, yo, I hate ya'll greedy bitches
Ya'll greasy, after the club, want the piece of chicken
Hotel rooms, you better not touch the phone
Uh-uh, leave that room service book alone
Don't ask me, for food, I ain't ask you
Cut through the bullshit, you can just pass the pool
And ya fat friend you brought, she can crash too
But if ya stomach growling hard, I'mma laugh, boo
No Domino's, Papa John's and Waffle House
Frontin' on the pussy, you can throw the dick in your mouth
Straight cock, we in the halls, yo there's other twat
In Trife room, where them other ho bitches flock
Wigs got it popping (Yeah), Du-Lilz went bird shopping (Oh)
He got bird seeds, he's probably getting head whopping
Fucking with you, yo I hope you ain't cock blocking
I want some pussy now, if not, you can get to hopping
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