Bushwick Bill - P. Funk lyrics

[Intro] Let me say what I'ma say Ay, I got my n***a Piano Man in the house right? Ron Wilson out there on the ba** right? We got Beatology in here (right Dollaz N Sense) Yeah my brother Chris (that's right) We got Tony Rankin Aiyyo Black 'n Bac Doe, but heh peep this [Bushwick Bill] I can not live my life sweatin a b**h I got no time for hoes, man I'm tryin to get rich Cause some of you n***as don't think the same You payin these hoes, f**in up the game Especially you motherf**ers talkin that sh** About how you had that hoe s**in yo' dick Now tell 'em that you bought that b**h five outfits Went and got her nails done and her hair fixed Once had a b**h who asked Bill for some cash Made that b**h get out my ride then I mashed on the gas Left that hoe on I-10 a long way from home Quick to tell that b**h to get her funky a** on Then I heard this n***a say he love to f** But every time I see him he be catchin the bus Man it couldn't be me, I can't see how you do it Got a booty call, I can't even get to it n***as need to recognize it's all about your paper Get your money first and these hoes'll come later [Chorus] Now if you wanna be my honey (b**h say what?) b**h you gotta have some money (that's right) Hoe don't be askin me for nothin (NOTHIN~!) Just because we f**in (just because we f**in) You can swear that you love me (swear that you love me hoe) But that sh** never playin me (never playin me) Because your p**y makes me funky But that money makes me cum [Bushwick Bill] It goes 1 for the money, 2 is not for show 3 to get the juice, 4 to f** a hoe Cause a b**h'll break a n***a down to the last cent Takin care of the hoe, payin the b**h rent I can't understand how n***as break they back all week Then turn around and give that whole check to the freak Youse a buster, a s**er, a stupid motherf**er p**y-whipped, hand-picked old cake a** n***a You leave it up to me and I'll break you hoes Because rats are out for cheese so I chase these hoes I make money first priority cause money is authority Hoes a majority but I make 'em a minority b**hes ain't sh** man, they come a dime a dozen Tellin this to my partner cause his hoe f**ed his cousin Now he walk around with his mouth pokin out Threaten to k** himself, put the Glock to his mouth What he need to know is that he's just another victim Of a stinky c*nt hoe, that he let p**y whip him Need to be concerned about that motherf**in cash Cause money makes the world go around that a** [Chorus] w/ ad libbing [Bushwick Bill] Now if it don't make Dollaz, it don't make Sense And why you callin the house if you can't pay my rent? Money gets spent, you hoes get none p**y make me funky as hell but that paper make me cum Can you HAVE SOME~?! Baby girl what you got for daddy? Roll down my window, throw that stack in the Caddy Get your mind right - you wanna be down with me? Let me see you break a trick, make me a million And around this world we can roll In the condo with Benjamin Franklins I can't count no mo' I doubt that any hoe could have me trippin and sprung If she give beautiful head or worked a wonderful tongue Bushwick ain't the one remember who's nuts you ate Don't ever get fly cause I got the whole sh** on tape f** with me, b**h I told you get none Cause your p**y make me funky and that money make me cum hoe [Chorus] w/ more ad libs [Outro] I ain't dumb