Tell me she’s ho

I’ll tell her when to go

I can see her shinin’ like a baseball diamond

I know she like to do it cuz she neva start cryin’

I let my curls bang like the Liberty Bell

I like to move em to the side when I’m usin my cell

I’m an orange pop sipper

A Vegas club tipper

The homie gotta woman but he ask me

“Should he pimp her?”

I like fo cheesy jumbo shrimp with the calamari

Been around since the Atari

I’m a money maker

Paper chaser

Broke ho heart breaker

Not a faker

Do a caper 

Bet against the damn Lakers

Shit

Tell me she’s a ho

Believe me homeboy

She’s not shaky with the dough

I move through the crowd like a rude politician

All the little square punk freaks be trippin’

Real hos listen

Ear to the ground

True town biz

Get it how you live

I like cold cash so I keep it in the fridge

My pimp friends put a wig on a pig

Shit

Tell me she’s a ho

Five foot nine 

Skin just like the snow

All in your brain 

In your veins like blo

Pay for it once she’ll never let you go

Sell it like an “o”

I gotta let you know

It’s not for the weak

It’s not for the poor

Cars get bought no matter what the cost

The man she loves get treated like a boss

Take no loss

The bird gets the worm

Everybody knows the early pimp gets the perm

Once again homeboy

Tell me if you know

The homeboy said she had a pimp named Joe

I’m from the ‘Moe

Imma let you know

Don’t care about her name

Tell me she’s a ho