Throwaway Songtext
von Robby Dinero

Yo, I think I really like you
Well, I don′t know why you like me
You're fucking with the wrong kind
Hmm, that′s what it is?
Yeah, you know I'm an Inglewood girl
I be throwing away hoes and shit
Well, you know I like to throw away hoes too
Bitch, say what?
Hold on

I ain't tripping on a bitch, I throw away a ho
She with the games, I ain′t really into playing, though
If you really with the shit, then what you saying, ho?
I might fuck, but a nigga ain′t paying, though
I ain't tripping on a bitch, I throw away a ho
She with the games, I ain′t really into playing, though
If you really with the shit, then what you saying, ho?
I might fuck, but a nigga ain't paying, though

Yo, I ain′t tripping on a bitch, I throw away a ho
I had to toss a few bitches 'bout a day ago


Inglewood rep, but I ain′t banging, though
Off of Crenshaw, I was making dough
You talking dro on the low, I can make it go
I called up bro 'bout the dough, we gon' make it grow
Them other niggas buying pussy from a naked ho
Spend a couple bands only for a couple seconds, no

A nigga like me keep the cash clear
She ain′t tripping off a chain or your flash gear
I be all up in your girl like a pap smear
Wearing the same Jordans from last year, check it
Catch me at the spot with the Diddy Bop
I′m about to make more than the city watch

They say they really hot, them niggas really not
Buying all the pussy that the city got, but, um

I ain't tripping on a bitch, I throw away a ho
She with the games, I ain′t really into playing, though
If you really with the shit, then what you saying, ho?
I might fuck, but a nigga ain't paying, though
I ain′t tripping on a bitch, I throw away a ho
She with the games, I ain't really into playing, though
If you really with the shit, then what you saying, ho?
I might fuck, but a nigga ain′t paying, though

Yo, I ain't tripping on a bitch, I throw away a ho

If you love me, I ain't never gon′ say it, ho


Should′ve listened when I told your ass to take it slow
Got that tunnel vision, nigga trying to get the dough
I'm the nigga in my city, I′m the prospect
I'm for real, I ain′t take it out of context
We ain't playing street ball, what I got next?
CEO, ho, better know, nigga, drop checks
Them niggas know I′m balling in the fourth quarter
But if I make the wrong move, then it's game over
I'd rather gamble with my life, but this ain′t poker
You gon′ feel this in your chest like a chain smoker

All gas, no petrol
Niggas be cuffing the same bitches I let go
Nigga, she ain't let you smash? I bet no
Fuck with other niggas and you treat her like she special

I ain′t tripping on a bitch, I throw away a ho
She with the games, I ain't really into playing, though
If you really with the shit, then what you saying, ho?
I might fuck, but a nigga ain′t paying, though
I ain't tripping on a bitch, I throw away a ho
She with the games, I ain′t really into playing, though
If you really with the shit, then what you saying, ho?
I might fuck, but a nigga ain't paying, though

Wrong kind Ingl's, huh?
I′m rocking with that
Bitch, you lucky I′m a nice guy
I'm not gonna throw you away just quite yet
Wrong kind Ingl′s
Whoa, whoa
Dinero, dinero, dinero