(feat. Mr. Whitefolks)

[Mr. Whitefolks]

Hey y'all what's happenin you understand me?
You know who the $#&@ this is
This is Mr. Mother$#&@in Whitefolks, you understand me?

About to hit you with some brand new intro type %#@!
for two thousand and fo', ya understand me?
Y'all ready, and it goes somethin like this

What you say, what you know, ho give me some dough
Don't be slow, knee deep snow
Social security to Edgar Allen Poe

Nina Ross payin the cost
#~!!@ without dick is pimpin that's lost
Like a cell that's tossed

Kris to the Kross, I'm a player that's boss
Don't care what you say about me
50 said I was a P-I-M-P

It's that way Snoop, $#&@ed your bottom (*##$, Betty Boop
Downtown in the loop, a loss you can't recoup
Many are called but few are chosen

Frostbite, and toes got frozen
In here 'til closin
Work keyhole, 'til I get in shape

5th Avenue parade, ticker tape
Straight laced, no chase
Perry Mason took your place

Perform plastic surgery, you got a new face
Lollipop suckers, ice cold mother$#&@ers
Haven't paid enough dues to be in this club

Had to get a six inch sub
All the whiteboys think they're cooler than me
Impossibly impossibility

Who would you rather be facin
Freddie or Jason
Do you like steak sauce on your steak?

Are you real or fake? I'll pour the A-1
And pimp on you, from day one


[Chorus: female singers]
Gimme my money, my weed, my drank - (*##$!
What the $#&@ you thank?

It's, Mr. Whitefolks, and I keep it pimpin man
La-da-da-deee, la-da-da-dahhh
Chilly Chill, 7th Vail

Kool Keith, and Mr. H
Yeah yeah...