Bobby & Whitney

I know you hoes on a mission to steal my ************

But Pimp Chad ain't goin for the

Georgia, ************ (Georgia, ************!)

It wasn't nuttin when

I saw ya ************ (saw ya ************!)

She knew that

I was on some millionaire ************t

Everythang

I say is the truth (is the truth!)

I need five funky hoes for one prostitute

Just 'cause you sell ************ don't make you certified

You ain't in it to win it,

I can see it in yo' eyes

WWW dot, "Wonder why I'm quickly gettin exposed"

Breakin tricks for they money like a female is supposed ('posed!)

I'm not in

Neptune, on some

Space Age ************t

All my diamonds got paper,

Emmitt keeping me legit ('git!)

When the welfare was over,

I be sellin ******* ('caine!)

I'm out in

Las Vegas, takin over *******' brains (brains!)

Tony Snow don't sniff no blow (sniff no blow!)

Pimp hard on a cracker but

I love me a crow (love me a crow!) [Hook x2: Pimp C]

I gotta big truck on some big rims

I get my ************ sucked, when

I pull out the

Bent' These hoes jockin me, they wanna ride with me

They gotta be down hoe!

Like Bobby

Brown and

Whitney [8 Ball:]

Life is a game of inches

You move up little by little to the fame and riches

Life be a game and a broad of visions

Some *******z is hoes and all women ain't *******

And your reach?

Keep the heat near

Games, I don't play ,

I'm tryna make it clear

You don't hear me *******?

Open up ya ears

If you movin too fast, slow down and switch gears

P.A. somethin, ya life give ya nothin

The streets ain't pokin, you can get shot bluffin

Cash rule everythang, keep that on ya brain

Get rich quick, let pimpin do the blame

Midnight blue with the peanut butter ducts

Chrome on my feet and bump in the trunk

Ball cap popped up, raised to the back

Kush in my realer, rollin big like

Shaq [Hook x2] [MJG:]

I'ma pimp, sellin hoes to a chick on the track

Make my money, bend her or over, slap the ************ on the back

They call me

Young (Jayyy!!!)

G, I'm the man in charge

If you read this application, you'll change ya job

I gotta order mother****** rappers, teachers, preachers, and athletes

All make a personal visit or to the backstreets

I even gotta hoe, play away

With one rule, 'til ya gray, ******* stay away

See I'm the reason why ya letcha girl stay at the house and beat her up 'cause my name couldn't stay out her mouth

And I don't need to know if she just wanna join the team

Get down and kiss all up on my ring

I keep a Cadillac and

I select a few in my car

If you don't own one, then you ain't got ************t in ya garage

I go hard, you mother*******as ain't breakin a hoe

You just flyin ******* in, showcasing a hoe [Hook x2]