Chuck Inglish - On Sight lyrics

[Intro: Audio Sample] A b**h is not supposed to be looking at a pimp When a pimp ride by they're supposed to be looking at the mothaf**in' curb And when she look up at a pimp she can't be broke for reckless eyeballing When I say reckless eyeballing that means that she's making eye contact with the pimp [Verse 1: Jay Worthy] Stop texting my phone with that dumba** sh** They pull me over on my name and they gone grab my sh** Song full of heels, b**hes bags and sh** Read the convo, she talkin' how she bagged the trick Now I'm back in the station and they're sweating the kid Talkin' bout we know your music and we heard to a pimp Well that's he say she say I'm just a word And it if ain't no berg then what's the word Know I'm so Westside like that's the terp Catch me nodding the studio, that's the purp Polo sport head to toe from my sweats to shirt Hear feelers for a place slide through [?] Hit bash in the east head out to jersey Yeah it's gang where I bang n***a thought you heard f** around and get to us and I hold a word Keep a tootie with my frootie when we posted on third [Hook] Riding around to that cla**ic sh** n***a put this in your tapedeck that's a hit We be payin' on a late night, that's a trick I be bringing b**hes on site, that's a pimp Like that's a pimp, betta ask the pimp He be f**in' on his hoes like that's a sin Riding around to that cla**ic sh** n***a put this in your tapedeck that's a hit [Verse 2: Larry June] Came with nothing, she left with nothing We could have been winning, but the b**h was frontin' I see a new P got you pregnant and sh** He fell in love with her he went and married the b**h That's what happen when a hoe give a square n***a bread I done checked 50 stacks never even got head The West coast flow so we headed to the East 20 thousand dollars out of Philly and the week Put the b**h in a jag in a sail around purse Have her looking like some money when she walks in the clips I don't take out no cars, I just take our the dinner Got the b**h a little credit card just for using [?] I don't wanna be your boyfriend I wanna be your pimp We can slide out the nap room, take a few sips We ain't gotta go to Vegas just to make chips But I got a spot in Vegas if you wanna chips Take her on a vacation and spend a lil' [?] I see the b**h [?] chose up on a room So I checked with em had to show the n***a paper Yeah the b**h in good hands Now it's back to the paper [Hook] [Instrumental Outro]