| Yah, she freaky, freaky deeky, didn’t ya see her in a bikini |
| Porno movies we got plenty, and ya know they smoke them beenies |
| For this chick, you might be fiendin, for you birches, might be dreaming |
| If she stuck up, I’m like what up? |
| I ain’t got nothing but lent and pennies |
| Tell yo boyfriend cut the crap-and, heard he got that fire ass cap-and |
| Always wearing that shiny white gold, telling everybody its platinum |
| Don’t you groupies hate on Juicy, acting like you never knew me |
| I ain’t the one be dropping dollars, I’m just out to get the chewing |
| Now she fuckin one of my niggas, pimped the trick weak on the trigger |
| Watching us on BET and, chilling with our nigga Tigger |
| Why they dating, I ain’t hating, got a call from Sally Payton |
| Now I’m gaming on this hi-zoe, took her out real latey latey |
| Pushin Bentleys, riding caddy, when she see me calls me daddy |
| Heard she like to chief on chronic, roll it up and hit this Cali |
| You fuck my bitch, I fuck yo bitch, that’s the way it is in showbiz |
| Mane fa sho that freak you don’t kiss, keep that spray for smelly fishes |
| I need a coach bag |
| Bitch you got da game wrong |
| I need my hair done |
| Bitch you got da game wrong |
| I wanna go out tonight |
| Bitch you got da game wrong |
| Mane that’s just my friend |
| Bitch you got da game wrong |
| I need my car fixed |
| Bitch you got da game wrong |
| My baby needs some shoes |
| Bitch you got da game wrong |
| I wanna go out tonight |
| Bitch you got da game wrong |
| Mane that’s just my friend |
| Bitch you got da game wrong |
| Bitch, drop that purse like its hot, I’m picking it up like it’s not |
| Stayin fresh in brand new clothes, sponsored by my brand new hoes |
| Keeping one on every block, she fuck up bust her head with Glock |
| When I slam Cadillac door’s, 17-inch vogues |
| On the curb, sip and serve, ask a broad «whats the word?» |
| Wrong answer mean as cancer when I’m on that fuckin bird |
| Runny nose and roasting hoes, kicking in them hotel do’s |
| Gotta keep that paper right, up all night and hype off white |
| Big Bizness, Bizness Big when you talking bout pimpin trick |
| Gotta keep an eye out for them bitches tryna pimp ya dig? |
| In the 2 thou, mane that shit done got so popular |
| Push a pimp like me way back like some backwards binoculars |
| But real pimps gon stay afloat like rubber ducks in white folks tubs |
| Clouds creeping up above, smoke burning from this bud |
| Bitch, feel it 'fore I deal it, ho how you gon hustle me? |
| I’m born and bred by HCP, I’ll leave your blood off in these streets! Beatch! |
| I need a coach bag |
| Bitch you got da game wrong |
| I need my hair done |
| Bitch you got da game wrong |
| I wanna go out tonight |
| Bitch you got da game wrong |
| Mane that’s just my friend |
| Bitch you got da game wrong |
| I need my car fixed |
| Bitch you got da game wrong |
| My baby needs some shoes |
| Ho you got da game wrong |
| I wanna go out tonight |
| Bitch you got da game wrong |
| Mane that’s just my friend |
| Ho you got da game wrong |