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