Twista - f** U Pay Me lyrics

[Verse 1: Twista] Black diamonds, black mink in the black Cadillac Y'all look at Crooked I, now look at I See how I pull up and the b**h'll come out like all sookie sookie now Sugar pie Don't you want to get up under a pimp with magnificent lyricism? Bad b**hes with -- rhythm When the women come to making their money They only doing sh** to benefit 'em All of the tricks be happy when they get up with 'im On top of the world after doing business with 'im Hardly gone, a feminine up in 'em It'll have 'em moving so as if they got the ventilator venom And the cigarette'll get 'em in trouble In the bubble I only want to see 'em rolling up the kush And all of my b**hes is thick If you do not believe me, then just take a look They spending their money Cause I got the ho and she look too fly on the track Straight pimping like Bishop Cause Crooked to Twista is like Superfly and The Mack And I know you think I'm bogus cause I'm telling these b**hes To gon' and peel back they purses It's just a metaphor For me talking about the way I pimp these verses [Hook: K-Young] I tell her f** you, pay me No matter how much green I have, b**h I'll never fill your bank account f** you, pay me b**h, my dick is better than your p**y [2x] [Verse 2: Crooked I] Uh oh, here we go C-R-double O, I'm bout to pimp me a ho My deadbeat pops had pimping in his genes The only thing he gave me since a embryo-oh Uh oh, there she go Now I'm bout to put her in a video D-boys give her them rubber band stacks Now I got dirty money like Diddy though-oh! I'm a clumsy robber I'm a bu*terfinger burglar, mayne I'mma drop that j**el Let me explain, I'mma fill your brain with game But if you come lame, girl, we not that cool I'm a goddamn fool I'mma lean my top hat and pop that tool Get my guap back, you'll Know that I'm that dude from a top mack school And a block that rule -- read my tattoo That's C.O.B., it mean Cash over b**hes Crip or Blood, Conducting Organized Business Circle of Bosses, Cartel of Ballers Cussing out broads and we crossing over bridges Help a n***a get rich and richer Do you get the picture? When the pimping hits ya I Got game from Mister Twista He taught me how to rock like Twisted Sister I, twist your sister I, put her on the block til she get some blisters I, put her on the map til the vixen b**hes fly Put her on a track like She's spitting a written to the rhythm with Mister I The pimp game's so ominous And you know Dominick's not synonymous with monogamous Nah, it ain't misogynist It's a metaphor to tell you that hip-hop is my bottom b**h [Hook]