J-zone - County Check Pimpin lyrics

[Sampled talking] -I love you! -Hehehehe, that don't do nothin for me...I gots to have more then that -Name it -Damn, you s**y son of a b**h, what's your name? (This sh**'s gon' cost you some mother f**in money) -They call me Captain Backslap (This sh**'s gon' cost you some mother f**in money) -That's your Cadillac outside? (This sh**'s gon' cost you some mother f**in money) -You god damn right, but if you think you're riding for free I Hope you brought your cross trainers (I need some money. I need some money. I need some money) -Oh really? So when are we gonna hook up? (This sh**'s gon' cost you some mother f**in money) -Look s**y, I reverse the game. You wanna get with me you better Make a donation cause I don't f** for free. You can get some Strokin as long as your purse stays open. So pay me! (This sh**'s gon' cost you some mother f**in money) -Pay you? (I need some money. I need some money.) Chicks think I'm that only out for head? Obscene Backslap b**h, I'm in it for the federal green Cause I only date broads makin more than 50 grand a year b**h I stay rich, cause I'm hung like a chandelier I used to sweat girls (what), just to get some action But now a chicks welfare check I'll be cashin Backslap reverse the game, miss [I] run your purse Secretary, stripper, nun, or nurse I never go broke, I go dutch, feelin it? I charge by the stroke when I f**, period She rich, but I didn't date cutie for the a** And if I drive you nuts pay me money for the gas (Whooo) -When the hell are you gonna fu*k me? -The money, when do I get it, the money? -Hey daddy, wanna buy me a coupla beers? b**h, I'm tryin to get a Caddy in a coupla years [Chorus] I sell dick like Avon and take no crap Wanna date me, then make my bank roll fat Girls linin up to give me the a** But I don't do sh** until you show me the cash (Hit the high notes) Girls wanna f** with me? (Whooo) Backslap don't f** for free (Oh no) -I-I love you f** you, pay me! -I know you can't wait to get your hands on the money I knew this bad a** ho (Whooo) But she wouldn't give me no dough So I cut the b**h off (Good-bye) Chickenheads hate me cause I'm cheap as f** Either pay me or turn up your beak and cluck (Cluck, cluck) I need a new mink, I need gas in the hooptie I need to do a show, and bag me a groupie Now she can a**ume, that I think with my dick Catch her slippin, get her drunk, and take her spinach and dip f** it I date Oprah, my wallets lookin crazy slim f** the Holiday Inn, take me to the ATM Fellas pay gold-diggers (What) No hope I date 6 digit figure women leavin 'em broke I never worked, a god damn day in my life Just County Check Pimpin I wouldn't pay for my wife I date girls that are 5'3 weighin 3 and change (Yuck) As long as when I'm done the b**h pay me 3 and change Mo' cash in the bank and I never had a job I'd rather get in your purse then see your head bob [Chorus] Just sing it like Luther baby Now c'mon and break it down for the County Check Pimps one more time Like this H.U.G (He's a pimp, got it?) A-L Shid (He's a pimp, got it?) That cat Dick $tallion (He's a pimp, got it?) DJ Contakt (He's a pimp, got it?) Uh, Christina Aguilera (I own the b**h) Uh, every other female pop singer (I own the b**h) What about your wife? (I own the b**h) What about your sister? (I own the b**h) -Will you, will you not give me that money? -No, not one cent. Not one cent of the money do you get while I'm alive If you want anymore money, you've got to go to work -My a**, tastes full of sh** -Won't work and never will. All I do is rest and dress, put his mamma On the corner and she'll do the rest