Lyrics

When times get hard you need somebody in your corner To talk to and be there for you, now understand I want a Woman with some sex, who can stay up on her work It's so many women in this world They so called man done left 'em hurt All they crying day and night Got her looking for the right man Well some of these women they can't be trusted Cause they'll fuck yo friend And then they punk-ass nigga won't even tell ya If I fucked on yo gal well I'mma tell ya like a playa, playa And we can toast to that, smoke a quarter pound of dope Never bring ya playa hatin' niggas around yo hoe Cause you will never know who to trust I trust no soul now that's a must A difficult way for me to get fucked up A real woman she gonna tell ya if she's fuckin' off Cause she'll get paid or she'll leave a nigga jackin' off That's why I keep a older bitch to keep myself alive Every good pimp need a good bitch by his side Pimpin' and hoin' Is the best thing goin' I love to make money Meanin' I want a women that makes money Just bring my motherfuckin' bread hoe, ain't shit funny Low-class niggas wanna chill and hit the pussy And when she don't douch it he'll still probably lick the pussy Cause that hoe got him hooked to live a different life What he don't know: he got a hoe for a house wife Most of his friends hangin', most of his friends got a life But the hoe got his soul so he better have his game tight But he's a young nigga and he can take it He caught the bitch naked with another nigga least suspected They got the candles burnin', drinkin' on (?), smokin' on hay But when the lights came on you should've saw his face He was cryin' with the bitch Then the bitch start cryin' with him The dick was good so she quit him Now be real to ya nigga cause them bitches doin' chewin', Blowin', goin' and real pimps be knowin' Pimpin' and hoin' Is the best thing goin' Well I was at the astrodome watchin' Mary J. Blige With them backstage passes, kickin' it with the North Side I flew from the hobby airport to the M -E-M-P-H-I-S, home of the pimps I'm livin' out on a porch, shakin' dice all night Mane I'm takin' a tour through graceland Tryin' to cum up on Michael Jackson wife A broke-ass hoe can't suck my dick I'm takin' her money cause a hoe can't get me shit I'm screamin' out knowledgeship, empty her pockets This hoe finna break herself ... finna (?) 'em haters that dw-en-ell In my district appreciatin' bullshit to talk about A punishment in return, AK shells rotatin' in yo mouth I'm a souuul taker, smokin' on some Lucifer Shootin' you down, yellin' "Revolution!", I'm in danger With anger, a stranger in my set Slippin' on banana clips but my pimpin' won't let me slip Pimpin' and hoin' Is the best thing goin'
Writer(s): Jordan Houston, Paul Duane Beauregard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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