[Intro: Mad Bomber]
Y'all some weak motherfuckers, y'understand? Y'all don't know how to get paid, nigga. Let me tell you somethin', you understand, you're supposed to be fuckin' brave, nigga, not pussy, you understand. Once you get the brain, nigga, the ass gonna follow
[Chorus: K-Rino]
I got pimped by a freak now I'm broke to my name
I got pimped by a freak cause I had no game
I got pimped by a freak who took all my loot
I got treated like a motherfucking prostitute
[K-Rino]
Yo, I was a special kind of fool
She went to class on a brother so I dropped out of pimp school
I was like a Ready Teller, giving cash
Jack me off and made a twenty dollar bill shoot out my ass
Yo, her name was Cynthia Tucker
She had two kids, she couldn't read, but she was finer than a motherfucker
I get paid Friday, trick Saturday, we bust it Sunday
I'm running around broke and starving like Al Bundy
Her wardrobe was uncanny
Hundred dollar shoes, hundred dollar bra, hundred dollar silk panties
It was never nothing left for me
300 dollars worth of shit on a five-dollar heiffer, G
(K-Rino, I want a leather purse)
"Ain't nothing but a thing, just let me get my ends together first"
Woo, I'm broke again
I gots to find a Nation woman when I get right
'Cause back then I got pimped
[Rapper K]
I went to jail back in 1990 for sellin' dope
(Did you think your gal would mess around while you was in the pen?) Nope
That's what a lot of brothers think (Yeah)
Soon as the judge handed me my time, that bitch was at my bank
There was no doubt about it
I had an American Express card, that ho wouldn't leave home without it (Damn)
Sittin' in a cell, mad as hell, cause I was livin' fast
She told me she would wait, in two weeks she was givin' ass
My homies told me 'bout that line of dudes outside my do'
Just like the corner store, except they called it Pop-N-Go
While Rapper K was doin' hard time in the slammer
She was fuckin' two or three brothers on video camera
She sent me one picture, oooh, she's lookin' fine as hell
Another inmate had that same picture in his cell (Damn)
I couldn't let that shit get to me
But damn, how could it be? The bitch pimped the pimp of pimpology
[Outro: Mad Bomber]
See, you can't ever let a bitch know you're satisfied, you understand? Cause if a bitch live in an apartment, you used to a townhouse. The bitch live in a townhouse, you used to a condo. The bitch live in a condo, you used to a high house. The bitch live in a high house, I'm used to a two-story. The bitch live in a two-story, I'm used to a mansion. The bitch live in a mansion, I'm used to a motherfuckin' castle
Y'all some weak motherfuckers, y'understand? Y'all don't know how to get paid, nigga. Let me tell you somethin', you understand, you're supposed to be fuckin' brave, nigga, not pussy, you understand. Once you get the brain, nigga, the ass gonna follow
[Chorus: K-Rino]
I got pimped by a freak now I'm broke to my name
I got pimped by a freak cause I had no game
I got pimped by a freak who took all my loot
I got treated like a motherfucking prostitute
[K-Rino]
Yo, I was a special kind of fool
She went to class on a brother so I dropped out of pimp school
I was like a Ready Teller, giving cash
Jack me off and made a twenty dollar bill shoot out my ass
Yo, her name was Cynthia Tucker
She had two kids, she couldn't read, but she was finer than a motherfucker
I get paid Friday, trick Saturday, we bust it Sunday
I'm running around broke and starving like Al Bundy
Her wardrobe was uncanny
Hundred dollar shoes, hundred dollar bra, hundred dollar silk panties
It was never nothing left for me
300 dollars worth of shit on a five-dollar heiffer, G
(K-Rino, I want a leather purse)
"Ain't nothing but a thing, just let me get my ends together first"
Woo, I'm broke again
I gots to find a Nation woman when I get right
'Cause back then I got pimped
[Rapper K]
I went to jail back in 1990 for sellin' dope
(Did you think your gal would mess around while you was in the pen?) Nope
That's what a lot of brothers think (Yeah)
Soon as the judge handed me my time, that bitch was at my bank
There was no doubt about it
I had an American Express card, that ho wouldn't leave home without it (Damn)
Sittin' in a cell, mad as hell, cause I was livin' fast
She told me she would wait, in two weeks she was givin' ass
My homies told me 'bout that line of dudes outside my do'
Just like the corner store, except they called it Pop-N-Go
While Rapper K was doin' hard time in the slammer
She was fuckin' two or three brothers on video camera
She sent me one picture, oooh, she's lookin' fine as hell
Another inmate had that same picture in his cell (Damn)
I couldn't let that shit get to me
But damn, how could it be? The bitch pimped the pimp of pimpology
[Outro: Mad Bomber]
See, you can't ever let a bitch know you're satisfied, you understand? Cause if a bitch live in an apartment, you used to a townhouse. The bitch live in a townhouse, you used to a condo. The bitch live in a condo, you used to a high house. The bitch live in a high house, I'm used to a two-story. The bitch live in a two-story, I'm used to a mansion. The bitch live in a mansion, I'm used to a motherfuckin' castle
( K-Rino )
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