Fuckin’ with my Money

[Verse 1 (Lil Gin)]
I'm hangin’ in the backyard with women in the swimming pool
Listenin' to the Marvin Gaye while smoking on a loose Kool
My cellular's jumpin’, so I pushed in, "now who is this?"
Another drug deal gone bad so now I'm pissed
I'm reaching for the .44 while crankin' up the '95
Lexus Coupe while still talking on the phone to this lying bitch
She constantly faking robbery, making me mad as fuck though cause we was fucking with some keys
And now I gotta think of something that's really slick
The plan that the bitch attempt to give my dope to another pimp
Cause playa hataz can be a bitch or a nigga
You never will recognize until you're ready to pull the trigger
"I got carjacked by some robbers" is what she's telling me
I’m on my way to Memphis driving, but I was flying
She’s just a fool, I hope she thinks I'm driving eight hours
I made it there in one and caught the bitch in the shower
With another nigga at the kitchen table chopping my dope
I grabbed the .44 and shot that bitch in her throat
The nigga that’s constantly running up out of my house, I'm steadily gunning
But not because we're sweating that bitch, he was fucking with my money

[Hook (Lil Gin, Kingpin Skinny Pimp)]
*Pop, pop, pop* when you're fucking with my money!
*Pop, pop, pop* when you’re fucking with my money!
*Pop, pop, pop* when you're fucking with my money!
*Pop, pop, pop* when you're fucking with my money!

[Verse 2 (Lil Gin)]
Fire the reefer up, grip my Glock, walk up out the door
Patting my pockets, fat as fuck, meaning I'm out to rob a hoe
Shoot that thang is in my mind, buckshots scatter from behind
Stomachs on the fucking curb, niggas shake in slop and slime
Will I rob a ho? Damn right, I'm jacking constantly
They gon' drop this shit off fast, thinking imma blast rapidly
Jump into a taxi cab put the pistol to the dome
Murder got my conscious tested, "bitch, just take me close to home"
Hurt Village, quickly jump up on my enemy
Police right across the street, killas, thugs and gangstas, G
Fuck that route, you know I'm finna go to the liquor store, full of that dough
Bumpy face ho, one o'clock, roll to a block, keep a nigga creepin' through my door
Lay me down, drunk as hell, Everclear in my crib
Full of crooks where I dwell, blow a P, funky smell
God damn playa, so many of my dawgs done crossed
The pistol whipping left me broke, better hope that bitch goes off

[Verse 3 (Kingpin Skinny Pimp)]
Chapter one of a pimp: A bitch calls no shots
Running off her mouth, she'll get her monkey-ass popped
A good pimp is slick like a right boss
I put a charge to the train, money talks, then you pay the cost
Every show I go, I got Tonya selling screwin'
I tied her to the bed then I beat her with a broom
I'm never satisfied with ya hoe duty
I took some hot sauce, poured it on my baby, thinking it stuck it through her booty
Most of the big pimps snort coke through they nose
Not me, I keep my head straight, I pop that cone and pull they hoes
They be switchin', walking with that ass as the cars pass
Roll your windows down! *whistles* Time to make that cash
White trick paying up, they tricks are trouble
They always tryna make a house of a home, jive ass sucka
Bitch, I want you to memorize everything that's happening, run that shit down to me, get them crackheads outta yo face while you be working!
Yeah bitch, recognize stable thick, nationwide with yo switch, charging tricks gets me rich
Right now I'm in a mansion, a big pool and I said "what!"
I can't believe it, this pimping ain't no game of love

[Outro (Lil Gin, Kingpin Skinny Pimp)]
*Pop, pop, pop* when you're fucking with my money!
*Pop, pop, pop* when you're fucking with my money!
*Pop, pop, pop* when you're fucking with my money!
*Pop, pop, pop* when you're fucking with my money!