Ah yeah, happening, mami How ya baby Oh you lookin good and everything I see you those stilettos baby
Ah, this 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
check this out This universe fine as your royal You know what, I can do a whole things for you Guess why? Cause I'm a pimp
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, you
Like me, and grindin 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 and stay on the path But the shit in me say yo keep looking for ass But my daughter gave me a gift, something to A little city in when you shake it, it snow
I told her, Never let a sucker nigga take off her Better wait you're grown, when he love you, you'll know Everybody's got a dream, I hope and to own a six times two Chill in the whip, a fantasy, a to pick
to get, against who, I don't know, to one who said you won't blow You won't eat, you cake, their mistake Blamin me for their failures, I'm fresh, tailored, single breasted A lint brush is senseless, some shit
A woman hates a man and stay him for many years Tell him she loves be jealous of him Now lame is how the ghetto judge him he still with her She his cash and give it to some other real nigger
Like me, and grindin baby I be on that paper chase In this life there's and hoe's me which one are you, you little?
Like me, and grindin baby I be stayin' on that 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 gotta you, man is now do what you gotta do, man Bring my money back, get on track, get on your back
I them say the NBA is a bunch of million dollar slaves Or Portier wasnt real back in the days, the point I is owns the Lakers, his yearly take is lets just say More collectively all of his players, thats business not really pimp shit
its it but similar to when we rappers make big hits And not own the masters, thats the By the way, Portier helps all the Denzels He kept the motto real but Hollywood could a girl out
I knew a girl bout 59 so fine, she [Incomprehensible] She was sleek, chic with a mouth Movie always fucked her on the casting couch She out with a blockbuster
Cant a hustler, she not a hooker, she focused A hopeless soul on a road I her all my stones and gold I said, Bitch, life is cold, you need to with a nigga
Like me, hustlin' and grindin I be stayin' on paper chase In this there's pimp's and hoe's me which one are you, you little?
Like me, hustlin' and baby I be stayin' on that paper In life there's pimp's and hoe's Tell me which one are you,