[Intro: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Ah, yeah, the Skinny motherfucker most definetly up in this, bitch
I got my nigga Lil' Gin up in here, drinkin' on a pint of that shit, you know I'm sayin'
We just finna get fucked up off this shit
While Lady Bee gon' drop some of this hard ass shit on your motherfuckin' ass
It's gon' be some like this right here, bitch
[Verse 1: Lady Bee]
L-A-D-Y, B mean baleful, bitch, that mean I'm stackin', mane
I'm tryna let the hoes in the hood know, I guess they love bein' broke
If I have to get my pimp here to smack a nigga to get my M
Bitch, you best to believe I'ma recеive what I want from him
I don't need no nigga, look here, bitch, I got my own, so
Put somе in a punk ass nigga drink, walk out with his clothes
Hollywood, North Memphis, bitch
Dangerous street, Sanders Street
Down with B, Lady Bee, lettin' you niggas know I'm thick
Haulin' in my IROC with the top dropped, kickin' hard
Niggas rollin', showin' they Dissent Lexus down my boulevard
[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp, Homicide & DJ Zirk]
Niggas comin' clean
I make the hoes pay me
Niggas comin' clean, I'm—, I'm out here conin' (Gotta)
Niggas comin' clean
I make the hoes pay me
Niggas comin' clean, I'm—, I'm out here conin' (Gotta)
[Verse 2: Lady Bee]
All you jealous hoes that talkin' about a bitch, you fuckin' with niggas that [?]
And talkin' about another ho, but yo, this ho is a pimp
Blast your ass if you violate, 'cause talk is cheap
I'm tryna have fun, you constantly sayin'
Somethin' that's fuckin' with me
On the street smile in my face, behind my back you stick your shit
You need a junt for youngin' and wreckless, you lil' project bitch
I thought you knew this shit is thick, bitch, pimp shit, no joke
I got Ki's stacked but ho, I never like sold no dope
Intelligence since seventeen, I was on my own
But now I'm thirty, bitch, and dirty, bitch
I keep a restless tone for you lames, meanin' niggas too
Lady Bee be strapped, fool, make some, shake some, what you wanna do?
Tellin' me 'bout my bitch, 'bout my nig, hold you up
It ain't my fault you can't get the pussy fuckin' soft, you Duck
Who need a lover? Just make sure he got rubber
'Cause Lady Bee the pimp and cone on these motherfuckers
[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp, Homicide & DJ Zirk]
Niggas comin' clean
I make the hoes pay me
Niggas comin' clean, I'm—, I'm out here conin' (Gotta)
Niggas comin' clean
I make the hoes pay me
Niggas comin' clean, I'm—, I'm out here conin' (Gotta)
[Verse 3: Lady Bee]
All you niggas comin' clean, actin' like they got the money, shit
I can tell you be bail, white folk got your shit for sale
Reeled up, you thinkin' that I'ma choose up, you can't afford me, bitch
Just because you eat at Applebee's don't make your punk-ass rich
Project hoes they'll go for you, these niggas full of fake
Smile, candid camera project bitch, your ass on tape
Speedin' down the neighborhood, you suckin' on the thermometer
'Posed to be your boyfriend, now his friends wanna holler at you
Fuckin' with these dopeboys when they ain't about shit
All they gonna do is get locked up and write you letters, bitch
When they get out of jail, them niggas always breakin' bad
Got you check the pussy 'cause you so afraid that dick gon' bond your ass
That's why I put a charge to these niggas, they ain't got it like that
I can't even holler, see you later, make my pockets fat
Kickin' by a Chevy with the hammers and the Vogues
Then hit me with a lick, now that's the way they treat us hoes
[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp, Homicide & DJ Zirk]
Niggas comin' clean
I make the hoes pay me
Niggas comin' clean, I'm—, I'm out here conin' (Gotta)
Niggas comin' clean
I make the hoes pay me
Niggas comin' clean, I'm—, I'm out here conin' (Gotta)
[Verse 4: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Comin' up be hard when you livin' off a hustle
You pimpin', gankin', slangin' dope, is all about that struggle
I'm smokin' on some skunk as I splurge in my clean shit, bumpin' Willie Hutch, slangin' drugs, bitch, my pockets thick
Meanin' that I'm straight, slice the cake then distribute it
Sweat the track, drownin' down in Yak, servin' junkies crack
Hangin' all paranoid 'cause the windows tinted [?]
Don't try culture boomin', got me spooked plus nervous inquisit
Strap for my trap, niggas saw me but I got 'em here
In my dopehouse hold the strap on near they mouth, tied to the chair, that's the way we do it, fool, I'm from the N-O-R-T-H
Niggas they runnin' they mouth, they gettin' popped through the one you love to hate
Pimpin' bitches up, I'm rollin' clean, big link on my neck
Twinkle up the grill, chill, steal, I'm the Bonie Mack
Droppin' on a plane, for them thangs 'cause they chief with you
Come back makin cheese, quarter Ki's, I'm still robbin', fool, talkin' 'bout
[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp, Homicide & DJ Zirk]
Niggas comin' clean
I make the hoes pay me
Niggas comin' clean, I'm—, I'm out here conin' (Gotta)
Niggas comin' clean
I make the hoes pay me
Niggas comin' clean, I'm—, I'm out here conin' (Gotta)
