Than the average symps, found a badder pimp She was a hustler by nature, and you was just faker She left you cause you couldn't be, like them real niggaz You bought her diamonds and cars, trick that's a shame Street life, pimp shit, make the hoe respect the game Think about the real motherfuckers that live it She wanna be a Pretty Woman lovin a rich man She ain't no sucker, I know that bitch man
They're like pimps, you can't let em do it to you Had a few prostitues and if you knew the truth I been blessed with the game always say the right lines I had a whole lotta bitches in my lifetime Now I pop bottles with models, larger steaks on large estates Nigga play against some playa shit, slugs gon fly Spittin words makin birds till they flock see you later Y'all still chase on, I'll replace on, punks Will I fuck em will I diss em, that's what these hoes yellin When the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin Treat em like we meet em, and never give up freedomĪnd we only give our number to selected fewĪnd it's best that you, never knew, what good head'll doĪnd if she's flexible fuck the nigga next to you See we date em like we hate em, see em like we don't need em See you hit it then I hit it, we get it back to split itĪnd Big be that nigga we be flyin through your hoodĪnd hoodrats scopin with they eyes on my goods I won't be satisfied, till all my niggaz get it
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