So pay attention, babe
Pay attention
Our Father, who art in Heaven
Quik gave me a beat, now Pomona's on the set, now...
Chorus:
Get your money, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Baby, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Mama tries but there ain't no love like homie love, baby
I'm G'd up and I'm crazy
And there's a mellow ghetto breeze on my a**
Cause I'm, saggin', don't wanna die so I'm packin''
Now when I see my baby cryin'
I can't explain how it hits me
I'm tryin' to take responsibility
Ya see in order for me to win, I gotta lose sometimes, baby
I know I'm wrong but I'mma make it
Now I...
Never hit hit a woman, naha
But I'll slap the sh** out of a b**h, why you bullsh**tin'?!
If you think with a little head, you gets a little head, little trick
But I ain't goin' against the grain, not me, not even a little bit
Bet she didn't tell you she used to be my ho, huh?
Yeah n***a, she sold that p**y for me, in Pomona
You better take some of this night time sticky icky head
'Fore she could realise I'm tryin' to get rich with Quik
Why you bullsh**tin' medicine, n***a
Suga Free is lovely and pretty as I can be
Perms silkier than Charlotte's Web, waves deep as Redondo Beach
Tellin' you to
Chorus:
Get your money, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Baby, why you bullsh**tin'?!
I get down, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Baby, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Now what's the problem n***a?
Whu-what? Yo' lady won't s** your dick?
Cause for the very low low price of $100 you can use my b**h
And if you act now, man, I'll throw in a ho that'll buff your knob
She used to work down there at the Sperm Bank
See, she got fired for drinkin' on the job
But you ain't know, givin' baby yo' money, be k**in' me!
Lettin' that b**h disrespect you in front of yo' friends be k**in me!
Always givin' that b**h some dick, k**in' me
Goin' through one ear, comin' out the other
Talkin bout you feelin' me
Now, partner tell me where my love at
Cause I'mma tell you where you're wrong at
I'll bend but I won't break, not me, no matter
I'm broker than the ten commandments
Plus I just walked a ho in some Stacey Adams
sh**! And at that you broke, been broke, gon' be broke
Wanna see me broke, but please ho, really doe
Cause I'll tell a lie, she'll tell a lie
Then we'll sit there with a straight face
And compliment each other on one another's lie
Now I can tell you 30 times how to pimp you a ho
And I can tell you 30 mo' and you still won't know
Partner, you wanna overuse the p**y?
Me, I'm tryin' to hit the news with the p**y
In a survey it's estimated that 9 out of 10 men don't check they spouse
But Suga Free'll tell your pretty a** to get the f** out!
Chorus:
And get my money, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Baby, why you bullsh**tin'?!
I get down, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Baby, why you bullsh**tin'?!
b**h come get yo' damn kid, you see him tearin' up my sh**?
She's starin' dead at they a**, you won't tell 'em to quit
Now, I whoop they a**, f** waitin' 'till baby turn her back
Lil ol' man come sock me, trust me
He tryin' to run, he gettin' cracked
I want you but I really don't need you, b**h
Cause all you do is eat, burp and f** and talk that sh**
And tell yo' kids I ain't they motherf**in' daddy
What-what? Yo' medicaid expired?
Cause they look like they been eatin' cabbage
And it don't cost a dime
I won't knock one pork chop off yo' plate
If you don't knock one of mine, yeah, this's pimpin' partna
Cause a hoes gonna be a ho for real
Quit jockin' her cause youse a snack, she lookin' for a meal
And I ain't tryin' to be your friend b**h
Buddy, buddy, thats my partner, that n***a cool, and all that sh**
Sayin: I won't be afraid, I won't go astray
I pay like I weigh, I'll stay in my place
Please let me stay, A ho to my grave
So how you wanna handle this? Baby we'll dismantle this
And we blows you out like a candle trick
Hahahahahahaa
And we blows you out like a candle trick
Chorus:
Man, get your money, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Baby, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Believe me, I get down, why you bullsh**tin'?!
That's right, baby, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Don't f** around, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Yo, Kingpin, why you bullsh**tin'?!
I think, Pomona Town, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Uhh! That's where I'm from, why you bullsh**tin'?!
It's pimpin wit me, why you bullsh**tin'?!
What's pimpin wit chu?, baby, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Uuh, trick, it ain't hard, why you bullsh**tin'?!
In a real way Credit card, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Got my money baby, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Ahh, god damn, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Suga Free, I get down, why you bullsh**tin'?!
Suga Free, Black Tone, don't be bullsh**tin'!
Kingpin for life!
Ahhhh, I get down for life, oh!