[Spoken] 



Its your boy Ne-Yo 

For the mix tape (This shit don't gotta be perfect) 

Gonna do this like this (My imperfection is my perfection) 



[Verse] 



In a black stretch lac with diamonds in back, 

he in a black cream suit, pink gators to match, 

A leaopord print feather in his hat, sippin on yac, 

He rolls around livin out seens fromt he Mac, 

(He likes his) women with low inabition and common sense, (so that) 

He can convince them to make him dollars and cents, (so that) 

She looks at him and sees a savior a prince, (well in fact) 

He's just a pimp with a limp and strong grip on her, 

Come with his chips dont slip or he'll flip on her, 

Zip up that lip don't say shit just get corner, 

Pull up them pumps the skirt and get them jimmy's out, 

Catch every date that you can cuz every penny counts, 

Don't come up short for nothin ya cent in ya mouth, 

Or your little will be pourin a little henny out, 

And hit the block and it's sizzle and burn, 

This is your life that's your daddy and tricks your turn, 



[Chorus] 



On the corner you wish you could seize the pimpin, 

You wish you made better decisions, (uh uh uh uh) 

Stuck out on the corner skeizin, 

Trickin just to make a livin, (livin) 

On the corner you wish you could seize the pimpin, 

You wish you made better decisions, (uh uh uh uh) 

Stuck out on the corner skeizin, 

Trickin just to make a livin, livin, livin