(Bum) (bum b**h, I ain't trickin)
(Bum) (bum b**h, I ain't trickin)
(I'm gettin rich but yo bum b**h, I ain't trickin)
[VERSE 1: Kool G Rap]
I'm only stickin, for none of you b**hes I ain't trickin
I mean I ain't buyin a b**h a piece of fried chicken
I don't believe in holidays, I don't go on dates
I ain't with the movies or puttin on a pair of skates
Cause yo, I ain't about goin out like a s**er
What we ain't f**in? Cool, I'm out this muthaf**a
Because I was taught to only give a dog a bone
b**h if you're hungry, then take your f**in a** home
Cause yo, my mama didn't raise no dummy
You ain't s**in dick, you can't get sh** from me
I ain't got a quarter cause I be damned if I support her
And I don't give a f** if my hoes wear high waters
(Yo G, what you got to say for all them b**hes out there
Trinya get n***as for they money?)
b**h, I ain't got nothin
You need some dough, hoe, go watch somebody's kids or somethin
Cause I ain't spendin no cash
And I can hear your stomach growlin while I'm crackin for the a**
You tell me yes that's fresh but if it's no then it's no
Here's you go, hoe, time for you to go
You want a n***a that's trickin?
Don't look at me, I ain't no goddamn magician
You better keep walkin past
Cause even inside Kentucky Fried I never buy the a**
Pay me to put my dick in
Cause my name ain't (?) b**h, and I ain't trickin
[VERSE 2: Kool G Rap]
I ain't got sh** for you peasants
And even Santa Clause want some p**y for his presents
That goes for all you money bandits
And if I come to your house you can't believe I'm comin empty-handed
So don't ask what did I bring
(So what I'm gettin for Christmas?) Not a goddamn thing
b**hes try to get live
But if you're holdin out your hand to me I'm slappin you five
I make it simple and plain
Cab fare (? ) take the f**in train
(But it's gettin ready to rain)
That's real f**ed up, it's a muthaf**in shame
Cause I'ma keep cryin broke
And the only thing you muthaf**in b**hes get is gunsmoke
No limos or luxury liners
Forget all that sh** bout eatin out in a diner
All you can do is call me daddy
s** this dick and get a muthaf**in beef paddy
Five bucks is too steep
It's all about leavin b**hes in a hotel asleep
b**h got kids then I'ma duck her
You better go and find daddy to feed them little muthaf**as
Cause I'm only with the stickin
And spend a night but that's right b**h, I ain't trickin
[VERSE 3: Kool G Rap]
I'm not tryin to give a hint
I'm comin straight out, don't ask me for a red muthaf**in cent
No trips to the beauty parlor
Cause I could have a million bucks and won't give up a dead dollar
And don't tell me your moms is sick
Cause you and your mother both can come s** my dick
You want a ring with five carats?
Well, don't be surprised if it gets eaten by a f**in rabbit
Cause I ain't no back of tricks
You gotta feed your kids, sell some a** and s** some dick
So what you didn't eat in three nights
I don't give a sh** if you was losin your eyesight
Trickin is not the way I really am
Cause I don't give a f** if your stomach blow up with helium
So f** all you bum b**hes
The last hoe I took to eat ended up washin dishes
Tryin to get me for a buck
You better off on the corner holdin a muthaf**in co*k
I'm one n***a you ain't vickin
I'm gettin rich but yo bum b**h, I ain't trickin