What up love
You thought I wouldn't recognize ho like stats
I peep you at the strip joint
You and that little black chick
Acting like you so innocent
When you in the six
Usually that bring the freak right out of a b**h
I knew something was wrong
Lesbian I go on
Ain't nothing wrong with bump n' grinding right
I like mines tight
You like yours licked
And we both like b**hes to get high high wit
You opted to leave a n***a with no options
You freak hoe dance topless baby
What's ya sitcho
You ride dil*o
Plastic nympho
Only see dick in p**no
Hun lidten
I can make your life a world of difference
Throw me in the mix of your s**ual experiences
See what happens
In like two weeks
These hoes is freaking
Making about two g's a piece a weekend
That's what I'm saying
Chorus x2:
It ain't easy pimped out
Flossing furs
Diamonds
Matching sets his and hers
Keep ya hoes on point
Tell them watch the fuzz
Cause
b**h better have my money
Keep my ones on top
My tens on lock
My hoe in the drop
Got a hot little co-op
prestigious
Rock a cuban link with Jesus
Lord have mercy
Let me touch this
Tease it
For reasons
I can't explain to you lord
Cause you know my actions are censored
Don't diss chips to f** with no broad
This one can get it
Damn near split it
Yeah picture me paying for some p**y I ain't even smelled yet
Let alone got wet
But I'm willing to make a bet
That the next time we riding
If she ain't riding
On the turnpike you you bobbing
While I'm weaving
Getting weede
Believe me
This pimp sh** ain't easy baby
I tell you ain't no hoes like the ones I got
They make you fiend for that p**y coming up out ya pockets
Chorus x2:
It ain't easy pimped out
Flossing furs
Diamonds
Matching sets his and hers
Keep ya hoes on point
Tell them watch the fuzz
Cause
b**h better have my money
Baby girl you so hot I feel like Iceberg Slim
I pimp plenty women
Got to tip my hat to a ten
Just been in too many run ins with dead ends
Comparisions range from thick ones to thin
Explosive s** thoughts coming from this young work horse
I spend hard times like D.A.'s in criminal courts
Fro the love of my life I'll cut down on the sport
For the j**els with ice and creep to never get caught
You know the game
You and I is one in the same
But you got my name
tatooed on ya leg
sh** is serious
Now you caling me acting delirious
Used to be my best b**h
Now somewhat resistant
Street life got you hot like Heather Hunter
Worn out and don't nobody want ya
First time i met ya you played me out of pocket
I ain't know no better b**h
Now stop it
Game is the topic
And what's between your legs is the product
Use it properly
And you'll make dollars b*atch
Chorus x2:
It ain't easy pimped out
Flossing furs
Diamonds
Matching sets his and hers
Keep ya hoes on point
Tell them watch the fuzz
Cause
b**h better have my money