You goin' about this aaaall wrong, son.
Look at you! [beat starts]
It's Friday night, - and you just got paid,
But you done spent every dime on this hoe - tryna get laid!
But that's a weak angle! (word!) - That's what the streets made you?
A halfway trick nigga?! (maa-aan!) - Make me sick, nigga! (ha!)
Okay! - You in the spot behind that bitch liquor?
That's cool! But her friends, too? She got like six with her.
You Mr. Big Figure? (pssss!) - Man, you's a big sucka!
It's Friday, and you spent E'RYTHING like you Chris Tucker! (hahaha!)
Let's knock the MOOOVE! - Think these ladies all on you
Cause you rockin' jewels - and you got a face like some model dude? (please!)
You beyond a fool! (look!)
Dawg, you spendin' all yo' CASH, man, they got you all gassed like rocket fuel. (ha-ha!)
But you know what? - I ain't knockin' you. (nah!)
Whores exist, - so you might score and shit. - Not impossible! (good luck!)
If that's how you want it, - then so be it. (word!)
But you spendin' gwap! - So listen, pop! - I hope you go beat it! (hope!)
You got alota talk, - know how to put it down.
But when you show yo' face, - she don't come aroouund!
She ain't checking for you! (nah!)
Listen to me, young blood, she ain't checking for you! (ha-ha!)
You like the way she walk? - Makes it worthwhile.
I'm hearin' that's yo' lady, - but when I come aroouund
She ain't checking for you! (nah!)
Listen to me, young blood, she ain't checking for you! (ha-ha!)
Fresh car wash. (uh-huh!) - You got your rims spinnin'? (yeah!)
You all set to pull over and try to get women? (oh, boy!)
You'll only get those that's whip driven;
Please! - I be big pimpin' in wrinkled white-T's and ripped linen. (look it!)
I don't need a' item for me to pipe 'em;
Homie, my talk game raw - like the meat that they feed the lion. (love!)
They can talk about how conceited I am,
But I ain't marryin' unless SHE don't want me. - Offer me a diamond! (peep, see?)
See? With you? - You gotta spend dough! (what?)
Cause you a square, - and yo' game's outdated. - You're Nintendo! (yeeaah!)
And that's a damn shame, you borrow your man's Range
To go to the club, - and spend your re-up on champagne.
Can't be serious! - Trick, you weak!
You was producin', you pro'bly show chicks your beats
Cause you a (what?!) - LAME! [echoes] - Word!
You're still spendin' gwap on that same biiiiird...
What? Your watch like four? (Uh-huh!) - Your chain like six? (why?)
Spendin' and try to score, homeboy that's priceless! (kept 'em!)
But e'rybody can't do it like this,
I keep her here with a beer. - Some of us must buy Cris'.
I got that gift, I do not act stiff!
She got her nose in the air, I tell her: Stop that ish

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