[T.I.]
Yo, Uh (12x), a come on T.I.P
{Pharrell}
Come on (4x), I said come on, come on, come on, come on
Verse 1: T.I.P
Ah I was trained to spit game from the get green
Ay T.I.P. been bangin' thick dames since he was 15
The click came ran trains if her sh** clean
The same broad'll front on yall like she Miss Thang
And damn how da b**h seem she's a dick fiend
Although I won't elaborate I'll say she lick things and get green
She f** wit me because I got big dreams
And along wit a face she think she seen on the big screen
I give it to her 'til she whine and her back hurt
Then drive her crazy 'til she crying and she act worse
Yeah, I'm a rapper, I'm a man, but I'm a mack first
I need a broad wit a bank and a fat purse... and that's first
Hook: {T.I. & Pharrell}1x
[T]
I'm a p-i-m, ah, m-p
Told y'all n***as before about me
Plenty Remi to the h-e, ah, a-d
[P]
Somebody buy some more dro' so we can smoke please
Now what's yo name?
[T] I'm p**y bumper number one
[P] Yeah, I said what's yo name?
[T] I'm p**y bumper number one
Verse 2: T.I.P
Man trying to stop pimpin like shooting a bee-bee gun at a freight train
So comparing us is like wine to a grape stain
My reputation's great mayn, I got a great name
I hate lames, I stake claims, and I break dames
I like 'em small or bigger with a figure eight frame
So if she fine I bet she mine when I find time
Man I ain't lying, mine dimes I don't wine or dine
Like clothesline hoes mine, I'm a goldmine
Ay I'm the "King of Da South" and the throne mine
I got the chrome in the Chevy and the Brougham mine
Ay man I'm young but I been doing it for a long time
That ain't my fault that b**h grown she got her own mind
Ah-and I'm...
Hook: 1x
Verse 3:
I bet some n***as think I cake her when I take her out
But come next week just watch me rape her f**ing bank account
Eventually the P$C hey we gone take the south
Then grab the earth by the ankles and shake the paper out
n***a I'm bout my paper route so I'm gone make a route
Anybody blocking my road to riches man I'm gone take 'em out
Keep runnin yo mouth making up you mind you got's to be's wit out
Me I'mma git a ho who gone make show my pockets seen about
Big p-i-m-p-i-n-g is all I be's about
I break a ho in break 'em til they broke and then I ease 'em out
They out of pocket, I'mma lock 'em out and leave 'em out
And that don't change man, season in season out
Open up The Source shawty and see who just you reads about
If it ain't concerning T.I.P. or P$C he out
Ain't nothing if you ain't cuttin then u don't see the house
Because you know I got to practice what I preach about
HooK: 1x
[Neptunes]
Come on (4x) I said come on, come on, come on, come on
(repeat)
[T.I.]
I'm a p-i-m, ah, m-p
Told y'all n***as before about me
Plenty Remi to the h-e, ah, a-d