Like Me-Nas

Ah yeah, what's happening, mami How ya doin' baby Oh you lookin kinda good and everything I see you with those stilettos baby,Ah, check this out, you ain't got time to talk to me? Ay, let me put the bug in your ear baby Won't you turn those flow-shoes Into your hoe shoes, ya dig?,Yeah check this out This universe fine as your royal highness You know what, I can do a whole lotta things for you Guess why? Cause I'm a motherf**kin' pimp,Like me, hustlin' and grindin baby I be stayin' on that paper chase In this life there's pimp's and hoe's Tell me which one are you, you little?,Like me, hustlin' and grindin baby I be stayin' on that paper chase In this life there's pimp's and hoe's Tell me which one are you, you?,The good man in me say get money and stay on the path But the pimp sh*t in me say yo keep looking for a** But my daughter gave me a gift, something to hold A little city in water when you shake it, it snow,I told her, Never let a sucker ni**a take off her clothes Better wait till you're grown, when he love you, you'll know Everybody's got a dream, I hope and wish to own a six times two Chill in the whip, a fantasy, a bone to pick,Revenge to get, against who, I don't know, to one who said you won't blow You won't eat, you want cake, their mistake Blamin me for their failures, I'm fresh, getting tailored, single breasted A lint brush is senseless, some pimp sh*t,A woman hates a man and stay with him for many years Tell him she loves then be jealous of him Now lame is how the ghetto judge him cause he still with her She take his cash and give it to some other real nigger,Like me, hustlin' and grindin baby I be stayin' on that paper chase In this life there's pimp's and hoe's Tell me which one are you, you little?,Like me, hustlin' and grindin baby I be stayin' on that paper chase In this life there's pimp's and hoe's Tell me which one are you, you?,Aye, pimpin bein goin on, man, for eons and eons, man Since the beginnin of time, you know what I mean? The only thing I need to do is get on the grind and get mine So, only thing I gotta tell you, man is now do what you gotta do, man Bring my money back, get on that track, get on your back,I heard them say the NBA is a bunch of million dollar slaves Or Portier wasnt real back in the days, the point I make is Jerry owns the Lakers, his yearly take is lets just say More than collectively all of his players, thats business not really pimp sh*t,Maybe its it but similar to when we rappers make big hits And not own the masters, thats the deal By the way, Portier helps all the Denzels excel He kept the motto real but Hollywood could turn a girl out,I knew a girl bout 59 so fine, she could [Incomprehensible] She was sleek, chic with a classic mouth Movie directors always f**ked her on the casting couch She came out with a blockbuster,Cant knock a hustler, she not a hooker, she focused A hopeless soul on a lonely road I showed her all my stones and gold I said, B**ch, life is cold, you need to roll with a ni**a,Like me, hustlin' and grindin baby I be stayin' on that paper chase In this life there's pimp's and hoe's Tell me which one are you, you little?,Like me, hustlin' and grindin baby I be stayin' on that paper chase In this life there's pimp's and hoe's Tell me which one are you, you?