[Pretty Willie talking]

Yea!

I know y'all remember this one.

Y'all remember when this little piggy went to the market

Well check this out, this little piggy here, he make money

And he eat shrimp and steak, how you lovin' that shh.

Come on, come on



[Chorus: x2]

This little piggy got money money

y'all little piggies got none

This little piggy eat shrimp and steak

while them other little piggies want some

This little piggy got money money

y'all little piggies got none

This little piggy eat shrimp and steak

while them other little piggies want some



[Verse] 

Straight out to pimp some real, dawg

Child, just go admit it

My style you love to hear it

My song you go and get it but

This little piggys on the market (market)

I'm tellin' y'all, y'all don't wanna mess with me

Cause I did went from way low, to way up, so what the 

I'm the same man, no matter what (ha)

But I hate to see them phonies but now they all up on me

For the hell we all are is lonely



[Chorus: x2]



[Verse]

This little piggy, piggy

Can't mess with the style

Gotta give it all that I got

I'm that new cat, highly anticipated

But the rated didn't hate it, no time for fakin'

A dued album done and did it, St. Louis baby

Gucci, cars, rims, and clothes

Superbowls and gold, everybody gon' know

My city be stayin' real

You already know the deal

Most of my reallas chill

We prefer to keep it real, I'm the Will

So act like you know it, when you see me

Ridin' bumpin' my CD

Learnin' to love my city

We greedy indeedy, speedy to the scene of the drama

Makin' bustas pause like commas

Some kind'a  designers

See I'm gunna put it on my momma

Keep a pretty boy persona

Probably sell more records than Madona, but dawg

I hate to see them phonies but now they all up on me

For the hell we all are is lonely



[Chorus: x2]



[Verse]

Straight out to pimp some real, dawg

Superbowls and gold

Everybody gon' know

Y'all don't wanna mess with me

I'm the Will



[Chorus: x4]