[Intro] "'Scuse me, Miss, do have a headlight?" "Yeah, sure, somewhere in here" "Yeah, come off the motherf**in' purse, b**h! Huh! Gimme this motherf**er huh! Gimme this b**h. Yeah! Fool! [Drunk D] See I was born with a motherf**in' curse I got the habit of snatchin' the b**hes' purse First I take a f**in' hit Of this potent-a** sh** Let it rush to my brain, make me click And let it tell me what b**h to get with I knew once I taste that seed Layed up in this potent-a** weed I was fittin' to do a funky-a** deed But I don't give a f**, follow my lead I got my eye on this b**h, yeah I'm scopin' I bet her motherf**in' a** steady hopin' That I ain't fittin' to do nuttin' f**ed up, sh** Far as I'm concerned, I done lucked up She's standin' in front of the bank I guess her motherf**in' a** gonna think Which way her a** oughta roll But it don't matter, cause the b**h gettin' caught She can even run, I'll catch her n***a I'm a motherf**in' purse snatcher Any ho walkin' out the bank You know the b**h packin' that hank And I'ma catch her a** real swift like Man, motherf** this daylight Cause long as it's a motherf**in' sun I'ma stay a f**in' fugitive on the run In other words, I ain't gettin' caught After I get this b**h, I'ma show ya what I'm 'bout Cause I don't give a f** about a motherf**in' s*ut I'm takin' from hoes, tryin'a make a buck If the b**h slip and think she got good luck, haha Her motherf**in' a** stuck If she die, I got mine I don't miss her And give the purse to my little-a** sister I don't regret sh** I do, n***a If your b**h slippin' - I'll get her a** too Smoke 'em square, I give a laugh then a look Then a few steps another b**h got took f** it, I ain't givin' no lecture Just beware of the motherf**in' purse snatcher - [Ghetto MC] Standin' downtown around five is when they get outta work Time to catch a b**h sleepin' - they sleep or stay alert Here comes my motherf**in' chance, there goes one I knocked her down, took her purse, and started to run Dumb b**h didn't even give chase She must've heard what I done to Miss Grace If the b**h would've fought for the purse Her a** would've left in a motherf**in' hearse Now I'm back on the streets of 5th Ward, bein' hard I'm buddin' ready to catch another b**h off guard She's dressed in white, I figure she's a nurse But motherf** what she is, I want that goddamn purse Ran by and grabbed it, I must've snatched it wrong Next thing I knew, the f**in' chase was on Ran about a block, that's when I snapped Oh yeah, she just ran into a trap Let her motherf**in' a** keep comin' And she'll wind up a dead-a** woman Came like she was bad, rode away in a hearse Dumb b**h should've gave me the f**in' purse I had to show the ho I wasn't soft Took the sh** from her purse, then I blew her f**in' head off Another b**h I have to capture Cause the Ghetto MC's a motherf**in' purse snatcher - [Bar None] Bar None can't get no f**in' work They tryin' to keep me in the same damn t-shirt Funky-a** bosses won't hire me Well at least the motherf**ers can't fire me I'm tryin'a get a job and do the right thing And they're still lettin' a motherf**er hang b**hes look at me all strange But all that sh**'s fixin' to change I'm puttin' my 9 in my goddamn nuts And fittin' to drink a 40 on the motherf**in' cut Now I'm standin' in the middle of the circle Fittin' to beat the sh** out this punk named Urkle While I'm whoopin' the hell out this b**h I got my eye on this ho I'm gonna get I knew I had all y'all fooled I'm a motherf**in' purse snatcher too She got her a** sittin' at the bus stop (*pop pop*) Urkle just dropped Brothers running to the left Brothers running to the right And the lady's in my goddamn sight Purse hangin' off the ho's shoulder Bar None fittin' to damn sure T-Roll her Ran over, kicked the b**h in her thigh She bent over and I hit her in the eye Then the ho started to curse Meanwhile - I snatched the b**h purse Took off fast like Flash And forgot about her motherf**in' a** The ho's cryin' I betcha Just beware of the motherf**in' purse snatcher