Talking...

[Project Pat]

Hoe I know you got this loot
$#&@ around make me shoot
up I'm like I'm a rocket

yea I knock it when I hit them boots
make that #~!!@ wetter then
running like a faucet tap

though we get ya stupid then
yo face is gonna get a slap
thorough breds are on the map

pimps are riding checky tramps
prostituting straight up looting table dances in ya lap
keep a cough drop in ya cap

like the way that booty flap
nine hundred every night so you know that #~!!@ snap
take me off the weight of fame

Im'a let you run ya game
but if it don't profit us that'll bring a pimp to shame
swang a fist bout a her eye

kiss my dick never good-bye
$#&@ around and break ya leg hoe if ya tell a lie
biggest booty in the club-ah

I'm the dad you the mother
out here corning like no other
you's a freaky mutha$#&@a

what they used to say to ya
hooker now they paying ya
me & you done falled off broke yea thats what they praying for


[Chorus (2x):]


You don't never wanna try (This Pimp this pimp)
I'll bust ya head you tell a lie (Don't trip don't trip)
Im'a look you in ya eye (And take grip and take grip)

You get wrong you recieve (A fat lip a fat lip)

[Verse 2]

I'm bout to whip on this maggot means nothing (*##$
got a cute little face and a tight little switch
getting rich off the chick'ill never happen in a milli-ion

tired just from now cuz she a civilian
not a soldier to this army'ill make ya change
come up shorter and your face Im'a re-arrange

you was looking strange but your pockets looking stranger
I was bumpin me some ruffin in the changer
swollen eyes busted lips but you know I'm loving you

in the club shakin hips everyday I'm cussing you
(*##$ I'm never trusting you thats because I'm smart hoe
other ^!$$%s give ya cheese they ain't got no heart though

hoe I'm gonna start yo $$# with empty purse
break you like a cash register then put in hearse
conscience to the grave and I hope that you can see

that I must get paid if you wants to $#&@ with me

[Chorus (2x)]


[Verse 3]
Peter pipper beat the (*##$

sweeped her in the conflict
through the town spit his game
introduced her to a trick

make-up hoe like a queen
cooking cakes candy rings
feeling up her #~!!@ hole

rub her for the dingalings
but the hoe didn't meet her quarter
so I walked out in an order

break away from getting slapped start running for the border
known to whip you out your draws
(*##$ done went & told them laws

got domestic violent charge in the morning out them bars
duck ^!$$%s hate this %#@!
catch'em going quack quack

try snitching to a (*##$ trying to hold the mack back
but it ain't gone happen cuz the playas out here rapping
to these hoes laying down the law while I get the cap'n
head cracking in a brick wall
got me in a midst brawl

showing out infront of folk
that'll make me kill ya'll
mutha$#&@in $$# beat ya down like ya stole something
turn right around hey hoe let me hold something


You don't never wanna try (this pimp this pimp this pimp)