Q-tip - Gangsta b**h lyrics

[Hook: Apache] I need a gangsta b**h (a gangsta b**h) I want a gangsta b**h yo (a gangsta b**h) I wanna "Gangsta boogie!" with my (gangsta b**h) I want a (gangsta b**h) I need a (gangsta b**h) (Repeat x2) [Verse 1] Yo, I need a gangsta b**h; she don't sleep and she don't play Stickin up girls from around the f**in way Strapped but lovable, hateful but huggable Always in trouble and definitely f**able See her now, booms and pounds, she's mine friend Puffin on a blunt, sippin on a Heineken She's got charm, a firearm to match mine Going to the movies packin' his-and-her nines Wearin Carhartt and leather, motherf** the weather On Valentine's Day, doin stick-ups together No one to blame, no shame in her game And when we f** she makes me scream out her name She's not petty; confident, ready Right for late night, we play fight with machetes. This goes out to all the gangsta ho pros: Give me a ghetto girl, f** a Soul Train ho [Hook] [Verse 2] She likes to party with her posse and drink beer Pour a little bit out for the sisters who ain't here She's not the one, player you might get done Her idea of fun's takin her son shoppin for a gun Likes to dress to impress, quick to attack When your punk-a** boys run, you know she's got your back In a Benz with her friends, aiyyo Jeep kid Drivin down the street pumpin, "Apache you ain't sh**!" Snappin on n***as, takin no shorts Sittin on a porch, pullin on a Newport Minds her business, knows cause she hears things Fat herringbone and diamond studded earrings She's a thoroughbred, walks and talks with cla** Try to get fast, she just might slap your a** Come meet my moms, but the two might not click Parents just don't understand.. [Hook] [Verse 3] I had a church girl, quiet girl, one girl was rich The most memorable girl was a gangsta b**h We went out a lot, sometimes we dressed the same Lickin shots in the park and had pet names I called her 'Dollars' cause that's what she liked to spend She called me 'Diamond' cause my dick was her best friend If you owed her dough, then you had to pay Bought her an AK for her 21st birthday We packed up and shacked up, didn't need a job Engaged to a criminal and married to the mob I gave MCs injuries and beat 'em down While she's, pickin up keys, from Uptown Sad to say one day got caught out there I shed a tear when the judge said five years She's gone now so it's time to make my switch So who'll be my next gangsta b**h? [Hook]