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