| One, two, three | 
| Yeah, this is for all you jazzy cats | 
| A jazzy beat for you jazzy fish | 
| Disco niggas | 
| Catch ya at the club buying drinks all that shit | 
| You know, you know the player type | 
| You gonna love this one | 
| Have you ever been over a bitch house to eat and the food wasn’t all that good | 
| But the bitch was hella thick | 
| So you didn’t even trip | 
| Had your dick brick, hard as wood | 
| Started beating 'em | 
| Thought about eating 'em | 
| But before you got to it started skeeting 'em | 
| Started treating 'em, buying all kinds of shit | 
| Catch you at the mall you start lying and shit | 
| Well if the shoe fits, oops it’s, a song about you | 
| Ralph Ralph pimps and the things y’all do | 
| Fool better take off them blinders | 
| Instead of true show them old rewinders | 
| Recognize game you dick bucket lames | 
| Bitch fuel makes my old school swang | 
| Yeah nigga I don’t care | 
| I’m a well done pimp, you still medium rare | 
| Still breathing my air? | 
| I suggest you Houdini | 
| And disappear like «I Dream of Jeannie» | 
| Have you ever had a enough to make you break that bread | 
| She lying to your boys about how much you spend | 
| Have you ever had a nigga that was pimp and slick | 
| That broke your pockets, relinquished your whip | 
| Have you ever? | 
| Have you ever girlfriend that you know was catch you cheating you think you got | 
| Have you ever had a nigga that was pimp and slick | 
| That broke your pockets, relinquished your whip | 
| Have you ever? | 
| Bitch have you ever? | 
| The man in the tailpipe, okey doke | 
| They laughing at you dog, like a jokey joke | 
| Pinocchio, that’s what they call me | 
| Keep lying to these bitches, and balling | 
| Sometimes you can see yourself falling | 
| No dough ho? | 
| Quit calling | 
| They come crawling | 
| Begging for postions | 
| I catch 'em slipping like a fucking transmission | 
| Fuck 'em and diss 'em | 
| Rake 'em and shake 'em | 
| I keep it Cutthoatish, no this ain’t no faking | 
| Nathan from Nathan, leaves nathan | 
| Baby got steak 'em, I’m pocket rapin' | 
| Contemplating, a new lick | 
| Bitch got chips she get flicked like Bic | 
| I flip tight shit, nothing but the finest | 
| I’m royalty player, they calling me Your Highness | 
| Have you ever had a enough to make you break that bread | 
| She lying to your boys about how much you spend | 
| Have you ever had a nigga that was pimp and slick | 
| That broke your pockets, relinquished your whip | 
| Have you ever? | 
| Have you ever girlfriend that you know was catch you cheating you think you got | 
| Have you ever had a nigga that was pimp and slick | 
| That broke your pockets, relinquished your whip | 
| Have you ever? | 
| Bitch have you ever? | 
| Mirror, mirror, on your wall | 
| Who be the weakest of them all | 
| You, fool, I thought you knew | 
| You the weakest motherfucker in your whole damn crew | 
| Sucker, sorry motherfucker | 
| Getting old school played like Atari motherfucker | 
| Dumb dumb, where the fuck you come from? | 
| Bro you ain’t know? | 
| You can get it in lump sums | 
| Why treat? | 
| Ain’t no need | 
| You can keep the thing pimping, AOB | 
| «You» was written before «you and I» | 
| And they gon' keep pimping even after we die | 
| She wanna keep you shining? | 
| Nigga let her | 
| I keep it P.I., have you ever? | 
| Have you ever had a enough to make you break that bread | 
| She lying to your boys about how much you spend | 
| Have you ever had a nigga that was pimp and slick | 
| That broke your pockets, relinquished your whip | 
| Have you ever? | 
| Have you ever girlfriend that you know was catch you cheating you think you got | 
| Have you ever had a nigga that was pimp and slick | 
| That broke your pockets, relinquished your whip | 
| Have you ever? | 
| Bitch have you ever? |