[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 bitch'll come out like I don't Sugar pie Don't you want to get up under a pimp of magnificent lyricism Bad bitches with rhythm When the women come to making their money, they only doing shit 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 it's sicker to get em in trouble In the bubble, I only want to see em rolling up the kush And all of my bitches 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 bitches To go on and peel back they purses It's just a metaphor For me talking about the way I pimp these verses
[Hook: K-Young] Tell them fuck you, pay me No matter how much green I have, bitch I'll never fill your bank account Fuck you, pay me Bitch, my dick is better than your pussy
[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 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 I'm a clumsy robber I'm a butterfinger burglar, mayne I'mma drop that jewel 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 bitches Crip or Blood, conducting organized business Circle of bosses, cartel of ballers Cussing out broads and we crossing over bridges Help a nigga get rich and richer Do you get the picture? When the pimping hits ya I Clock 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 bitches fly Put her on her trap 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 bitch