So, I type a text to a girl I used to see Saying that I chose this cutie pie with whom I want to be And I apologize if this message gets you down Then I ***'d every girl that I'd ***'d round town And hate to see y'all frown, but I'd rather see her smile And witness all around me true But I'm no island peninsula, maybe Makes no sense, I know crazy Give up all this pussycat that's in my lap No looking back Spaceships don't come equipped with rearview mirrors They dip as quick as they can The atmosphere is now ripped I'm so like a pimp I'm glad it's night So the light from the sun would not burn me On my bum when I shoot the moon High jump the broom Like a preemie out the womb My partner yelling, too soon Don't do it Reconsider Read some literature on the subject You sure? *** it You know we got your back like chiropractic If that bitch do you dirty We'll wipe her ass out as in detergent Now hurry, hurry Go on to the altar I know you ain't a pimp But pimp, remember what I taught you Keep your heart Three stacks Keep your heart Ay Keep your heart Three stacks Keep your heart Man, these girls are smart Three stacks These girls are smart Play your part Play your part My bitch a choosy lover Never *** without a rubber Never in the sheets like it on top of the cover Money on the dresser Drive a compressor Top-notch hoes get the most, not the lesser Trash like the *** for $40 in the club ***ing up the game, bitch, it gets no love She be cross-country giving all that she got A thousand a pop, I'm pulling villains off the lot I smashed up the great one Bought me a red Every time we hit the parking lot, return head Some hoes wanna choose, but them bitches too scary Your bitch chose me, you ain't a pimp, you a fairy Oh She's a She's a Fairy Baby, you been rolling solo Time to get down with the team The grass is greener on that other side If you know what I mean, I'll show you *** you've never seen It's seven wonders of the world And I commit you to eighth if you wanna be my girl When I say my girl, I don't mean my woman That ain't my style Need a real street stalker To walk a green mile We piling up the paper on the dining room table Cause you able to realize I'm the truth and not a fable We rockin' Rush & Sable Keep that chiller on the rack What I look like with the thousand dollar *** up on my back I'm a million dollar Mack That need a billion dollar bitch Put my pimpin' in your life Watch your daddy get rich Easy as ABC Simple as 1, 2, 3 Get down with UGK Pimp CB, you with me Cause what's a hoe with no pimp? And what's a pimp with no hoes? Don't be a lame, you know the game and how it goes We try to get chose Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I'm a ***ty, ***ty, ***ty, *** Any many decisions with precision I pick or make my selection On who I choose to be with Girl don't touch my protection I know you want it to slip But slippin' is something I don't do Tippin' for life Weeeee That's like making it rain Every month on schedule Let me tell you Get your parasol umbrella Cause it's gonna get wetter Better prepare ya for the see-sa-po She supposed to spend it on that baby But we see she don't Ass, ass, Paul McCartney The lawyers couldn't stop me Slaughter, slaughter of them pockets Had to tie to a rocket Send her into outer space I know he wish he could Cause he payin' 20k a day That bitch is eatin' good Like an infant on a double D titty Just gettin' drunk Cause you miscalculated The next to the, the last, uh Dump, dump in the gut Raw from the giddy up Better choose the right one Or your pick, pick the kiddies up