What up love. You thought I wouldn't recognize ho like stats. I peep you at the strip joint. You and that little black chick. Acting like you so innocent. When you in the six. Usually that bring the freak right out of a bitch. I knew something was wrong. Lesbian I go on. Ain't nothing wrong with bump n' grinding right. I like mines tight. You like yours licked. And we both like bitches to get high high wit. You opted to leave a nigga with no options. You freak hoe dance topless baby. What's ya sitcho. You ride dildo. Plastic nympho. Only see dick in porno. Hun lidten. I can make your life a world of difference. Throw me in the mix of your sexual experiences. See what happens. In like two weeks. These hoes is freaking. Making about two g's a piece a weekend. That's what I'm saying. [Chorus x2:]. It ain't easy pimped out. Flossing furs. Diamonds. Matching sets his and hers. Keep ya hoes on point. Tell them watch the fuzz. Cause. Bitch better have my money. Keep my ones on top. My tens on lock. My hoe in the drop. Got a hot little co-op. Prestigous. Rock a cuban link with Jesus. Lord have mercy. Let me touch this. Tease it. For reasons. I can't explain to you lord. Cause you know my actions are censored. Don't diss chips to fuck with no broad. This one can get it. Damn near split it. Yeah picture me paying for some pussy I ain't even smelled yet. Let alone got wet. But I'm willing to make a bet. That the next time we riding. If she ain't riding. On the turnpike you you bobbing. While I'm weaving. Getting weede. Believe me. This pimp shit ain't easy baby. I tell you ain't no hoes like the ones I got. They make you fiend for that pussy coming up out ya pockets. [Chorus x2:]. It ain't easy pimped out. Flossing furs. Diamonds. Matching sets his and hers. Keep ya hoes on point. Tell them watch the fuzz. Cause. Bitch better have my money. Baby girl you so hot I feel like Iceberg Slim. I pimp plenty women. Got to tip my hat to a ten. Just been in too many run ins with dead ends. Comparisions range from thick ones to thin. Explosive sex thoughts coming from this young work horse. I spend hard times like D.A.'s in criminal courts. Fro the love of my life I'll cut down on the sport. For the jewels with ice and creep to never get caught. You know the game. You and I is one in the same. But you got my name. tatooed on ya leg. Shit is serious. Now you caling me acting delirious. Used to be my best bitch. Now somewhat resistant. Street life got you hot like Heather Hunter. Worn out and don't nobody want ya. First time i met ya you played me out of pocket. I ain't know no better bitch. Now stop it. Game is the topic. And what's between your legs is the product. Use it properly. And you'll make dollars biatch. [Chorus x2:]. It ain't easy pimped out. Flossing furs. Diamonds. Matching sets his and hers. Keep ya hoes on point. Tell them watch the fuzz. Cause. Bitch better have my money.