Checks & Sex

[Verse 1]
I need checks, sometimes sex
Lil bitty Jesus on my neck
Bitch so wet, frames so slick, I'm like a '95 Corvette
Rock mink vest, hair on my chest
Wood grain whip, hoes on deck
On my set, we get more live-r than a crowd yellin' at a ref
Got big nuts, them hoes hang
Player of the Year, ain't no thing
I just preach, I just teach
Schoolin' these boys, still got D's
Still got G's up in the joint, my shit boof, drop my roof
Bitch so bad, spill my juice, flavor on a ho she gon' choose

[Hook]
Ooh, I like the way you move it baby
So divine, so crazy, you deserve a round right now
Ain't no pressure, won't stress you
If I could, I would just be with you, baby
But guess what, I pimp
Need broads to pay rent, it ain't right, no shit
So what, your bitch my bitch

[Verse 2]
Okay I pop the trunk, I'm running late
I check the time, I locate my wrist
I got this killer mink, I'm super fly
Check my swag, it don't make no sense
That's just my feng shui, I'm overlaid
These bitches think I'm overpaid
But not yet, baby, I just started eating, I'm trying to get overweight
I got food for thought for a simp
Can't teach a ho how to pimp
That '64 right there that's sittin' low, that bitch got a limp
Said I got food for thought for a simp
Can't teach a ho how to pimp
That '64 right there that's sittin' low, that bitch got a limp

[Hook]
Ooh, I like the way you move it baby
So divine, so crazy, you deserve a round right now
Ain't no pressure, won't stress you
If I could, I would just be with you, baby
But guess what, I pimp
Need broads to pay rent, it ain't right, no shit
So what, your bitch my bitch