[Master P]
Who dat call the police
Yo ma called the police
I got five on the lips
But I ain't payin for the a**
You just got yo hair fixed
So can you pump a n***a gas
Now when you ridin in my truck can you pick a n***a dick
I got a boonapolist so can you be my trick
C-Murder called you hoes like some f**in crash dummies
It ain't love when the motherf**ing s** cost money
I ain't dissin you hoes
I just don't love you hoes
In yo raggedy a** Girbauds
When you swangin on them poles
Now if you trippin then you know you livin trife
And if you dippin I can't put you in my life
Cause all hoes s** dick
Let me tell you dog hoes you f**in with
See i don't play no games and i don't sweat no hoes
(But you Master P) Well b**h take off your clothes
Talk that sh** now roll with it
Ya warefare check hoe go get it
[chorus]
[P] Check dem hoes
[Traci] Check dem n***as [4x]
[Traci]
Check dem hoes n***a is you crazy
You can stunt all you want but that sh** don't phase me
(?) in front yo boys like you made me n***a
I hold my own ????????
Reppin like you gon shine
n***a you is a waste of time
Gettin that ho to step to me
I gets down for mine
Me and my girls we don't play no games
f** you lames
When you walkin on side of me
I'm bringin you pain
You can talk that sh** about s** yo dick
Get a grip
Broke b**h you ain't the sh**
You know who you f**in wit
Drop a baby for you
n***a you must be sick
Got no time for the lies all n***as is tricks
[chorus]
[P] Who dat call the police
Yo ma called the police
[Traci] Who dat call the police
Yo pa call the police
[P] Dem hoes call the police
[Traci] Dem n***as call the police
[P] Check dem hoes
[Traci] Check dem n***as
[P] Talk that sh** now roll wit it
Yo warefare check ho go get it
(911 operator, did someone dial 911?)