|
And that was Father MC featuring Jodeci with their smash hit
Treat 'em Like They Wanna Be Treated
Well Radio Land, I wonder what he has in store for '93
Maybe he'll take it to the streets
But anyway, this is the butt-naked one signing off
W-B-U-T-T-F-M in stereo
What's the law? Pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
To my niggas uptown, gotta pimp or die
To my niggas downtown, gotta pimp or die
To my niggas crosstown, gotta pimp or die
To my niggas 'round town, gotta pimp or die
I just jump in my cab (Word), drive up the ave (Yeah)
Talkin' on my cellular, huh, I'm too cool to laugh
I'm the man, that's how I gets down
I find recruits, knock the boots, and then I got to skip town
I gets money on the regular
Everyday on the highway, honeys are callin' on my cellular
I got a team from Brooklyn, Bronx, and Queens
A bald head, leather jacket, and baggy jeans
I roll posse deep, check your catalog
My name is Father and Tim Dog's the landlord
Butt-naked in effect, they stepped up and said
"Yo Father, it's time to catch wreck"
Straight up and down, this is underground
Brothers don't play around, so watch a real nigga get down
So don't play me 'cause I'm just too fly
It's '93 and '93 is pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
To my niggas uptown, gotta pimp or die
To my niggas downtown, gotta pimp or die
To my niggas crosstown, gotta pimp or die
To my niggas 'round town, gotta pimp or die
I attack when I crush the new jacks
And if I get stacks, I get stacks and stacks and stacks and stacks
I fuck gold, a slim chain and a Rollie band
But from my head to my toe, the toe is Timberland
You got bank, your money grip, I got your bank stop
I'm not Ca-kee-zu but I still sport a tank top
That's how I'm livin', so don't give me the dead eye
My last cutie played fly, but now she's rock-a-bye
I'll make tonight on the town
And if it ain't good enough, I'll work harder than Bobby Brown
So taste this caramel sweet chocolate
One taste of my love makes your heart drip
Mr. Man, sisters never diss the program
Before I kick 'em out, I'll kiss your hand
Straight up and down, check me out as I catch wreck
Hold your Smitty 'cause I'm runnin' through your projects
What's the law? Pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
To my niggas uptown, gotta pimp or die
To my niggas downtown, gotta pimp or die
To my niggas crosstown, gotta pimp or die
To my niggas 'round town, gotta pimp or die
Here comes a bigger nigga, a slick daddy-o
I got a dozen honeys naked on my patio
Smittys wanna be around the sugar baby
I never rush, I never tell them yeses maybe
Ladies, it don't come easy
You gotta go all out like your whole purpose in life was to please me
I like 'em tender with a bite like a tiger that surrender
I make every day like Sweet November
I get my nails done, baby, you won't be bitter
Dip my hands in the bowl and watch my rocks glitter
That's how pimply I am
Pimpin' ain't hard, it's just a job and you really don't understand
I'm gettin' money on the real, nothin's funny
Every day seems sunny when I'm chillin' with my main honey
So don't play me 'cause I'm just too fly
It's '93 and '93 is pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
To my niggas uptown, gotta pimp or die
To my niggas downtown, gotta pimp or die
To my niggas crosstown, gotta pimp or die
To my niggas 'round town, gotta pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
What's the law? Pimp or die
To my niggas uptown, gotta pimp or die
To my niggas downtown, gotta pimp or die
To my niggas crosstown, gotta pimp or die
To my niggas 'round town, gotta pimp or die
|
|
