I bet bitches and hoes, money and clothes
I had it before, but I'm out to get more
Yeah, Kev, man, *, we done had some bad bitches in our day, man
You know, I pimp em, you save em
It's time to come a new level, you know
Cause, uh, I'm all about getting paid, man
* that, you know what I'm sayin'?
I blow on a bitch
You know, * em
But, uh, let's do this *, man
I came through the door
Somebody said that before
I never let no hoes magnetize me no more
But they sweatin' me and tellin' me and beggin' me to *
Yeah, right, nigga
Kev, they can't get enough of that
Big bad ass always, dig em down tight with the whole nine
Nigga, that's why you can best bet I keep a bad bitch with me at all times
See, we old school, meaning we done already been there, nigga, done that
Hooked up with the captain so we can find us with some moe
Well, I've been gone for a while with my folks, 45 Zarelli
45
45

Everybody talkin' about chicken eatin' good out on tour
Cause you got a big ass belly
It's goin' down tonight, even Sally Sale can see
Done hooked up with my weepos and Becks
And he's the one that hooked up the beat
I'm tryin' to get you in the mood and set the *** off
I'll be just as good as Tiger Woods
Puttin' each hole with the lights off
Say it isn't so, it's your play cousin, Captain Sabre Hall
I've had thousands in the past, but now I'm out to get moe
I've been bitchin' at home, money and clothes
I had it before, but I'm out to get moe
Yeah, man, see, we talkin' about bitches that's already ridin' Benz's and *
Workin' at law firms, you know, a bitch that'll take care of a nigga
I've been bitchin' at home, money and clothes
I had it before, but I'm out to get moe
Yeah, yeah, man, see, I don't think motherfuckers is feelin' this, man
You gotta break that * down and let a motherfucker know how it really is
I'm known all around the world as your ghetto hero
Yeah, I can say my name
From the Yank to L.A. and Chicago
So all you player haters
Come out and play
I'm fresh off the cleaners with my Versace K
Made more investments than Versace, Dooney and Burke and even Guess
I'm that chocolate brother with the C tattooed on my chest
They say that game is to be sold and not towed
Made a call to my nigga badass, got a loan and now it's on me
I roll a S500 brushed out, chrome 20s on a straight lace
A presidential on your nigga wrist with the parvade out face
Hoes always keepin' up cause I'm always spinnin' G's
I'm known all around the world as your ghetto hero
But * figure niggas can't though cause their cash flow is on free
So tell me who got the thriller, who got the cash, who got the hoes?
Nigga, we do
Now tell me who got the thriller, who got the cash, who got the hoes?
Nigga, if we don't, I'll sell
I've had bitches and hoes, money and clothes
I had it before, but I'm out to get more
Yeah, Banks, you know what I'm sayin'?
I understand what you're sayin' and everything
But now I'm not, I don't know, man
I'm havin' a hard time
I've had bitches and hoes, money and clothes
I had it before, but I'm out to get more
I mean, I don't know if you can feel me, but you know what I'm sayin'?
Check this out, hold on, pull over right here, man, right over here at the bus stop
What's up, baby?
It's me again
It's Captain Sheezy
How many kids you got?
Three?
Oh, that's cool
Nah, baby, Durant opened on Wednesday
We can go get the baby some underwear
Old Tay-Tay need some Similac
All don't trip
I got some fools down still left over
Yeah, baby
I got you
I've had bitches and hoes, money and clothes
I had it before, but I'm out to get more