Lady & the Tramp

There was this pretty young lady who's preference was for the bad guys
Her body bangin', face cute, with some nice eyes
She locked eyes with a dude from the Westside
Fast forward a bit they chatting on Facetime
He asked her out on they're third date she was like fine
Where we going he say don't worry bout it its a surprise
Just be ready tomorrow, at around nine
She had told him okay but really in the back of her mind
She was nervous, don't like goin into things blind
But assured herself it's okay she'll have a good time
Tomorrow came and they're seated down at Pieretti's
An Italian joint they had both ordered spaghetti
As they wait they sip wine, talk, and share laughs
The waiter comes back with they're plates, and refills their glass
Bon appetit the waiter says and leaves them be
Guy tellin' the lady how he's lucky they happened to meet
See In his profession there's only hood rats and opportunist
And he was happy the lady was nothing like the rest
She smiled thanked him for his kind words continued to eat
After a while she excused herself from her seat
He watched her walk towards the back, she turns around and click clack
He feels the pressure of cold hard steel pressed to his back
See when he picked her up he ain't notice a Cadillac
Had followed them to the restaurant, it stayed a few cars back
He looked the lady in her face with so much distaste
He realized she set him up as she walks back to her plate
We've had our eyes on you for some time you been making moves
Crossing territory lines, so we had to choose
Remove you or put you to use hmm what to do?
What do you say? How you think you faired in this interview?
The dude was shaking with rage he called the lady a tramp
Soon after the buttstock connected to his head like a stamp, Damn

It just goes to show that
You don't really know a persons true colors
Gotta pay attention