Fuck U Pay Me Lyrics - Crooked I

Black diamonds, 

black mink in the black Cadillac 

See how I pull up and the bitch'll come out like I don't 

Don't you want to get up under a pimp of magnificent lyricism 

Bad bitches with rhythm 

When the women come to making their money, they only doing shit to benefit em 

All of the tricks be happy when they get up with 'im 

On top of the world after doing business with 'im 

Hardly gone, a feminine up in em 

It'll have em moving so as if they got the ventilator venom 

And it's sicker to get em in trouble 

In the bubble, I only want to see em rolling up the kush 

And all of my bitches is thick 

If you do not believe me, then just take a look 

They spending their money cause I got the ho and she look too fly on the track 

Straight pimping like Bishop cause Crooked to Twista is like Superfly and The Mack 

And I know you think I'm bogus cause I'm telling these bitches 

To go on and peel back they purses 

For me talking about the way I pimp these verses 

Tell them fuck you, pay me 

No matter how much green I have, bitch 

I'll never fill your bank account 

Bitch, my dick is better than your pussy 

Uh oh, here we go 

C-R-double O, I'm bout to pimp me a ho 

My deadbeat pops had pimping in his genes 

The only thing he gave me since a embryo 

Now I'm bout to put her in a video 

D-boys give her them rubber band stacks 

Now I got dirty money like Diddy, though 

I'm a butterfinger burglar, mayne 

I'mma drop that jewel 

Let me explain, I'mma fill your brain with game 

But if you come lame, girl, we not that cool 

I'mma lean my top hat and pop that tool 

Get my guap back, you'll 

Know that I'm that dude from a top mack school 

And a block that rule -- read my tattoo 

That's C.O.B., it mean cash over bitches 

Crip or Blood, conducting organized business 

Circle of bosses, cartel of ballers 

Cussing out broads and we crossing over bridges 

Help a nigga get rich and richer 

Do you get the picture? 

When the pimping hits ya I 

Clock game from Mister Twista 

He taught me how to rock like Twisted Sister 

I put her on the block til she get some blisters 

I put her on the map til the vixen bitches fly 

Put her on her trap like she's spitting a written to the rhythm with Mister I 

The pimp game's so ominous 

And you know Dominick's not synonymous with monogamous 

Nah, it ain't misogynist 

It's a metaphor to tell you that hip-hop is my bottom bitch 

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