Ah yeah, what's happening, How ya baby Oh you lookin good and everything I see you with those stilettos
Ah, check out, you ain't got time to talk to me? Ay, let me put the bug in your ear Won't you those flow-shoes 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
me, hustlin' and grindin baby I be stayin' on that chase In this life there's pimp's and me which one are you, you little?
Like me, hustlin' and grindin I be stayin' on paper chase In this life pimp's and hoe's me which 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, something to A little city in water you shake it, it snow
I told her, Never let a sucker nigga off her clothes Better wait till you're grown, when he you, you'll know Everybody's got a dream, I and wish 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 failures, I'm fresh, getting tailored, single breasted A lint brush is senseless, some shit
A woman hates a man and with him for many years Tell him she then be jealous of him Now lame is how the judge him cause he still with her She take his cash and it to some other real nigger
Like me, and grindin baby I be stayin' on paper chase In this life there's pimp's and Tell me one are you, you little?
Like me, and grindin baby I be on that paper chase In this life there's pimp's and me which one are you, you?
Aye, bein goin on, man, for eons and eons, man the beginnin of time, you know what I mean? The only 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 million slaves Or Portier wasnt back in the days, the point I make is Jerry owns the Lakers, his yearly take is lets say More 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 motto but Hollywood could turn a girl out
I knew a girl bout 59 so fine, she could She was sleek, chic a classic mouth directors always fucked her on the casting couch She came out with a
Cant a hustler, she not a hooker, she focused A hopeless soul on a lonely I showed her all my and gold I said, Bitch, life is cold, you need to roll a nigga
Like me, and grindin baby I be stayin' on that chase In life there's pimp's and hoe's me which one are you, you little?
Like me, and grindin baby I be stayin' on paper chase In life there's pimp's and hoe's Tell me one are you, you?