Lyrics:

(Verse 1)
It's the motha fucking X and I'm back on a dope track
And ya gotta listen how to keep a ho stacking
What you got to do to have your bitch clock in
Is put her in a skirt, and sit her on Stockton
Fish-net stocking tied around the thick thigh,
Make her look good to the normal nigga eye
She'll make a killing even if she ain't fine,
Cuz a big ass and some titties is a gold mine,
Deuce-nine dollars, a nut, two nuts is 58,
An extra 4 if want the hoe to masturbate,
A blow job is 30 bucks a hit,
But it's worth it to see the hoe swallow the gooey shit,
And when you're through she's coming to see daddy,
Like a O.G., you know me, I'm sitting in a Caddy, kicked back
Looking at the hoe like wow, Bitch your my slave,
What should I make you do now?
You can't treat a bitch good, you know,
What good is a pimp if he ain't slapping his hoe?
So niggas, let a bitch know you don't play,
And say that they gotta price to pay, yeah

I want my motha fucking money
You either pay me or pay me no motha fucking mind
I gotta get it through every motha fucking time nigga
You know what I'm saying
Who's the motha fucking ho nigga
Bitch give me my motha fucking money when i ask for it bitch
Nigga fuck that stomp that ho nigga uh nigga bitch
I want my money bitch you know what I'm saying, fo sho

(Verse 2)
Who's the hoe? A bitch named Tammy was the trick,
She gave up the pussy for not one cent,
She didn't pay me, but fuck it I kept the hoe,
And every night at 6 A.M. I was climbing out her window,
My nigga Neko hit 'em too,
But I don't give a fuck cause the nigga's from the crew,
I can't lie, I hella liked the bitch,
But like Vamp Dogg said, "Once a bitch, always a bitch",
So why bother trying to change her,
I'd rather play the role and treat the bitch like a stranger,
The only women I respect,
Is my mother and my sister, disrespect I'll break yo neck,
It's hella easy pulling hoes,
Cuz they all on the dick cuz of the daytons and the vogues,
So stupid bitch you gets no play,
We from the gardens and you got a price to pay, yeah,

Like i said, pay me or pay me no motha fucking mind,
If you see me walking through the mall,
Sagging my Levi's with a motha fucking cellular phone outside,
You know the gold D's and the vogues and shit,
Don't even say shit bitch cause you know what i want,
If you ain't gonna drop the draws don't even stop and pause,

(Verse 3)
Just by the greedy bitch all you have to do is flash,
A little bit of cash and the question that she asks is
How much money do you make, but if you really listen,
It's how much money can i take,
Fake niggas don't know the game though,
They in love with a pretty ass burning ho,
But fucking with me she'll get a pat on her back,
A tore up pussy and a tic-tac,
Based on the fact she swallowed all the sperm,
The bitch thinks shes getting a free perm,
And a dress and a sweater, get real,
Fucking with me and you'll be grinning with a happy meal,
And Oprah Winfrey you'll get your ass whooped,
You better keep fucking with a Cookbook,
You're intelligent and a black lady but don't let yo-yo get ya tore up,
And if you think I'm treating you wrong,
Pack your shit and get your monkey ass on,
Go stay with your mama and say,
Them niggas from the gardens don't play!

Ya ya ya you gotta do the right thing
You gotta do the right thing
And the right thing is to pay me
You could lick me from head to toe
You know what I'm saying a quick blow
Cause I'm from the 4
And you got to give me all your mail
You know what I'm saying
I need a double up you gonna pay for it?


(Verse 4)
The bitch that's giving up the cash
I know some hoes who will straight up jack your ass
You might go to the mo-mo and get you some
But you waking up broke and feeling dumb
She made you cum then your ass went to sleep
She got your keys and out the door the hoe creep
You got ganked by a sneaky ass bitch
Who's riding with another nigga fronting your shit
But you had to have the cock that's what you said
And you thought the hoe was sprung cuz she gave you head
But it was all part of the bitches plot
A big spider web, yo ass got caught
You bought dinner that night, loc
Yeah, red lobster, a big fucking joke
She got fed, ate, and paid quick
And all you got was the short end of the stick
See, niggas just love to buy shit
The hoes cry to make a nigga go for it
Not me, cause see i do it my way,
And every bitch got a price to pay, yeah