Uh, The nerve of this b**h

A b**h main purpose is to service a mac

In a skirt till her feet hurt workin the track

No breaks, ho break mine or she don't sleep

Pussy just a piece of meat another means to eat

Bitches playin like the wayin so I stay in the game

Pimpin hard on these niggas cuz they playin is lame

How I'm came at a ho is all a b**h gone know

What I won't, what I don't and where to put my dough

Back-talk get you slapped broad stay in yo place

I might get the hanger then make you lay on yo face

Trick guerilla for my scrilla ho you got to know

Chronic weed smoke the only thing I cop to blow

Gangsta-playa paper-chasin break a b**h like young

No tongue get em sprung from the game I run

One in a million with this pimpin Suga Free no cut

Now come up from promote and tell these h**s what's up

Ho must've said Suga Free go wash yo hands I said b**h

I'm Suga Free I wash my hands befo I touch my dick

B**h I'm ceasin, meanin

I'm 900-99 thousand, 900-99 dollars, 99 cents away from breathin

Now if she tell that her pussy ain't sellin she lyin

Man that b**h is connin you

And it she say baby let's go get this paper

Don't playa-hater hater she tryin be all the ho that you can be

Oh no I ain't gone playa hate you cuzz you dressed like you a freak

Goin "Now I lay me down to sleep"

With that p**p stick hangin french-braided right by my feet

Now on a accident pussy sells

You see how heavy traffic gets pussy sells

Nigga you lookin foe yo ho main pussy sells

But you gone get plenty mo cuz pimpin neva fells

Ooohh venom, cross my heart hope to die stick a needle in my eye

If you didn't have Suga Free you'd have to invent him

Got, Someby, Like a Mua F**ka

Me and my niggas is hard as hell

P**p slap a b**h for some clientele

B**h get me a room at a plush hotel

To hit this trick for this lick and go get my mail

If you ever get caught, cracked and thrown in jail

You know a nigga comin through with that bail

I put you on a track like that for real

And you know and I know that pussy will sell

Oohh She got the bomb, My b**h got some bomb ass pussy

Oohh She got the bomb, You want the honey nigga I want the money

Where ever I go it's all the same

Do the pussy have a name yeah but it might change (da, da)

Dependin on the weather or the mood that that day

If the cat got macked then that fool gone pay

Now lay lay yo head on back

You down with the dogg then work that trap

And don't come back till you get that scratch, and bring it all to me

I put the P-I-M-P-O ology, b**h threw a dolla at me me

I threw it back now she followin me ha, ha, ha, ha

I put this P-I down 7 days a week 24 hours

You say you broke ho, look here miss me

It be all tipes of niggas that be payin for ma-dussy b**h

There go the cona girl, now post up

If you come back with no chips, yo gets slapped up

I might hit you with the p**p stick

And b**h think twice befo askin fo deez-nick

And the last time you had some money

Is when you stole it from yo momma

B**h that shit ain't funny (shit ain't funny)

But a p**p like me got payed (got payed)

And a ho like you got played (got played)

Now listen to the sound of the bells ring

Baby it's cash goin on like ching ching

Get up, get out, and get some

You see what I'm doin, bustin on tracks to keep you f**n

Let you tell it I'm out here pimpin for free

That ain't yo Goldie I got too much hog in me

I dogg h**s like Snoop like Snoop

Throw some lotion on yo feet befo you jump up in my coup (beeitch

Pimpin ain't easy but it's a whole lotta fun

Tray 5,7,6,5,4,2,1

Get dought in the snow in Idahoe

I gotta lie to ho, and a wida ho

One things for show if all fails

They go get my mail cuzz pussy sells

Oohh She got the bomb, My b**h got some bomb ass pussy

Oohh She got the bomb, You want the honey nigga I want the money

Oohh She got the bomb, Yeah my b**h got some bomb ass pussy

Oohh She got the bomb, Nigga you want the honey fool I want the money

Yeah Tray 5,7,6,5,4,2,1 Nigga

P**p on, In a real way