Ah yeah, what's happening, 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 your ear Won't you those flow-shoes your hoe shoes, ya dig?
Yeah this out This universe fine as royal highness You what, I can do a whole lotta things for you Guess why? I'm a motherfuckin' pimp
Like me, hustlin' and grindin I be on that paper chase In this life there's pimp's and Tell me one are you, you little?
Like me, hustlin' and baby I be on that paper chase In this life there's and hoe's me which one are you, you?
The good man in me say get money and on the path But the pimp shit in me say yo keep 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, know Everybody's got a dream, I and wish to own a six times two Chill in the whip, a fantasy, a to pick
Revenge to get, against who, I don't know, to one who said you blow You eat, you want cake, their mistake me for their failures, I'm fresh, getting tailored, single breasted A lint brush is senseless, some shit
A woman hates a man and stay him for many years him she loves then be jealous of him Now lame is how the ghetto judge him he still with her She take his cash and it to some other real nigger
me, hustlin' and grindin 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 pimp's and Tell me one are you, you?
Aye, pimpin bein on, man, for eons and eons, man Since the beginnin of time, you know I mean? The thing I need to do is get on the grind and get mine So, thing I gotta tell you, man is now do what you gotta do, man Bring my money back, get on that track, get on your
I heard say the NBA is a bunch of million dollar slaves Or Portier wasnt real back in the days, the point I is Jerry owns the Lakers, his yearly take is just say More than collectively all of his players, thats business not pimp shit
its it but similar to when we rappers make big hits And not own the masters, thats the By the way, Portier all the Denzels excel He kept the motto but Hollywood could turn a girl out
I knew a girl bout 59 so fine, she [Incomprehensible] She was sleek, with a classic mouth directors always fucked her on the casting couch She out with a blockbuster
Cant knock a hustler, she not a hooker, she A hopeless soul on a road I showed her all my stones and I said, Bitch, life is cold, you need to with a nigga
Like me, and grindin baby I be stayin' on paper 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 that paper In this life there's pimp's and me which one are you, you?