[Verse 1: Twista]
Black diamonds, black mink in the black Cadillac, y'all
Look at Crooked I
Now look at I
See how I pull up and the b**h'll come out like I don't
Sugar pie
Don't you want to get up under a pimp of magnificent lyricism
Bad b**hes with rhythm
When the women come to making their money, they only doing sh** to benefit em
All of the tricks be happy when they get up with 'I'm
On top of the world after doing business with 'I'm
Hardly gone, a feminine up in em
It'll have em moving so as if they got the ventilator venom
And it's sicker to get em in trouble
In the bubble, I only want to see em rolling up the kush
And all of my b**hes is thick
If you do not believe me, then just take a look
They spending their money cause I got the ho and she look too fly on the track
Straight pimping like Bishop cause Crooked to Twista is like Superfly and The Mack
And I know you think I'm bogus cause I'm telling these b**hes
To go on and peel back they purses
It's just a metaphor
For me talking about the way I pimp these verses
[Hook: K-Young]
Tell them f** you, pay me
No matter how much green I have, b**h
I'll never fill your bank account
f** you, pay me
b**h, my dick is better than your p**y
[Verse 2: Crooked I]
Uh oh, here we go
C-R-double O, I'm bout to pimp me a ho
My deadbeat pops had pimping in his genes
The only thing he gave me since a embryo
Uh oh, there she go
Now I'm bout to put her in a video
D-boys give her them rubber band stacks
Now I got dirty money like Diddy, though
I'm a clumsy robber
I'm a bu*terfinger burglar, mayne
I'm a drop that j**el
Let me explain, I'm a fill your brain with game
But if you come lame, girl, we not that cool
I'm a goddamn fool
I'm a lean my top hat and pop that tool
Get my guap back, you'll
Know that I'm that dude from a top mack school
And a block that rule - read my tattoo
That's C.O.B., it mean cash over b**hes
Crip or Blood, conducting organized business
Circle of bosses, cartel of ballers
Cussing out broads and we crossing over bridges
Help a n***a get rich and richer
Do you get the picture?
When the pimping hits ya I
Clock game from Mister Twista
He taught me how to rock like Twisted Sister
I twist your sister
I put her on the block til she get some blisters
I put her on the map til the vixen b**hes fly
Put her on her trap like she's spitting a written to the rhythm with Mister I
The pimp game's so ominous
And you know Dominick's not synonymous with monogamous
Nah, it ain't misogynist
It's a metaphor to tell you that hip-hop is my bottom b**h
[Hook]