Ah yeah, what's happening, How ya baby Oh you kinda good and everything I see you with stilettos baby
Ah, check this out, you ain't got time to to me? Ay, let me put the bug in your ear Won't you turn those Into your hoe shoes, ya
check this out This universe fine as your royal You what, I can do a whole lotta things for you Guess why? Cause I'm a pimp
Like me, hustlin' and baby I be stayin' on paper chase In this life there's pimp's and Tell me which one are you, you
Like me, hustlin' and baby I be on that paper chase In this life there's pimp's and Tell me which one are you,
The good man in me say get and stay on the path But the pimp shit in me say yo looking for ass But my gave me a gift, something to hold A little city in water when you it, it snow
I told her, Never let a sucker take off her clothes Better wait till you're grown, when he love you, you'll Everybody's got a dream, I hope and to own a six times two Chill in the whip, a fantasy, a bone to
Revenge to get, against who, I don't know, to one who said you blow You won't eat, you cake, their mistake Blamin me for failures, I'm fresh, getting tailored, single breasted A lint brush is senseless, some pimp
A woman hates a man and stay with him for many Tell him she loves be jealous of him Now lame is how the ghetto judge him cause he still her She take his cash and give it to some other real
Like me, hustlin' and baby I be stayin' on paper chase In this life pimp's and hoe's Tell me which one are you, you
Like me, and grindin baby I be stayin' on paper chase In this life there's and hoe's me which one are you, you?
Aye, pimpin goin on, man, for eons and eons, man the beginnin of time, you know what I mean? The thing I need to do is get on the grind and get mine So, only thing I tell you, man is now do what you gotta do, man Bring my money back, get on that track, get on back
I heard them say the NBA is a bunch of dollar slaves Or wasnt real back in the days, the point I make is Jerry the Lakers, his yearly take is lets just say More than collectively all of his players, business not really pimp shit
Maybe its it but similar to when we rappers make big And not own the masters, the deal By the way, Portier helps all the Denzels He kept the motto real but Hollywood could a girl out
I knew a girl 59 so fine, she could [Incomprehensible] She was sleek, chic a classic mouth Movie directors fucked her on the casting couch She came out a blockbuster
Cant knock a hustler, she not a hooker, she A hopeless soul on a lonely I showed her all my and gold I said, Bitch, life is cold, you to roll with a nigga
Like me, hustlin' and baby I be on that paper chase In this life there's and hoe's Tell me one are you, you little?
Like me, hustlin' and baby I be stayin' on that chase In this life there's pimp's and Tell me which one are you,