You know I, thug 'em, fukk 'em, love 'em, leave 'em
Cause I don't fukkin' need 'em
Take 'em out the hood, keep 'em looking good
But I don't fukkin feed 'em
First time they fuss I'm breezing
Talking 'bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in every sense of the word, bytch
Better trust and believe 'em
In the cut where I keep 'em
'til I need a nutt, 'til I need to beat the guts
Then it's "beep beep" and I'm picking them up
Let 'em play with the dikk in the truck
Many chicks wanna put Jigga's fists in cuffs
Divorce him and split his bucks
Just because you got good head, I'mma break bread
So you can be living it up?
shyt, I part with nothing, y'all be fronting
Me give my heart to a woman?
Not for nothing, never happen
I'll be forever macking
Heart cold as assassins, I got no passion
I got no patience
And I hate waiting
Ho get your ass in and let's ride
