Ladies and Jazze Pha, Field Mob, Ciara, DJs we go
They say, he do a little of this, he do a little of He's always in and I heard He ain't nothin' but a pimp, got a lot of chicks He's in the club
And they say, he think slick He's got a lot of chips, so messed up, I heard He's been up, find somebody else He ain't nothing but a
So what, so So what, so
And say I'm a, I'm a, I'm a freak I got a different girl day of the week You too smart, be a dummy to believe That that you heard, that they say about me
They said I done this, they said I done But all of it's none of it's facts But you don't be hearin' that about love You let it go in one ear and out the
The he say, she say, they say, I The beef ain't, we can't let it get on our She miserable, she want you to be her misery needs company
So listen to that vine of grapes there but liars hatin' I bet They mind tradin' places you by my side in my Mercedes
They say, he do a little of this, he do a of that always in trouble and I heard He ain't nothin' but a pimp, he's got a lot of always in the club
And they say he think he's He's got a lot of chips, he's so up, I heard been locked up, find somebody else He nothing but a thug
So what, so So what, so
Mo' money, mo' problems, of a legend throw salt like rice at a weddin' So what, that's cousin, that don't mean nuthin' Her like is a type of affection you get
You just blind to the See the lies just as obvious as cries for Yield to the blindness, apply suspicion But listen, say you love me, trust me
Why you stress this school mess? Break up never, they just from your momma, mean mug from your brothers I'm that of the book, they can judge from the cover
I, I to jail I'm grindin' for I'm a positive talkin' pimp They hate to see you doin' than them, so
They say, he do a little of this, he do a little of He's always in and I heard He nothin' but a pimp, he's got a lot of chicks He's always in the
And they say he he's slick He's got a lot of chips, he's so up, I heard He's locked up, find somebody else He ain't but a thug
So what, so So what, so
Ladies and gentlemen,
Some people like it 'cause you hang out in the streets But you're my boyfriend, always been here for me This love is serious, no matter people think I'm gon' be for you and I don't care what they say
Some people like it 'cause you hang out in the streets But you're my boyfriend, you've been here for me I like the thug in you, no matter what think I'm gon' be here for you and I don't care what say
He do a of this, he do a little of that He's always in trouble and I He ain't nothin' but a pimp, got a lot of chicks He's always in the
And say he think he's slick He's got a lot of chips, so messed up, I heard He's been locked up, find else He nothing but a thug
So what, so So what, so