Choosin’ Fee

Lyrics

[Chorus: Ruben Slikk] Bitch, you got a choosin' fee When fuckin' with a nigga like me 'Cause I can make it shine (Shine) And all we need is time And we can make it through (make it through) You will possibly blossom like a rose fertilized by me But only if a ho keeps her mind on me Yeah that bitch pays a choosin' fee [Verse 1: Mr. B] No discrepancy when Mr. B is goin' down We flippin' hoes like Tony Hawk turned his board around She know I'm so profound, my game is too renowned For instance one girl you refer to as a pronoun I really didn't think so buddy, go ahead if it seem to be ugly Just don't be mad at the fact that your girl like me and she just won't judge me All she really wanna just do hug me, make money here never bug me She take that dick and ride it slow at the same pace that a slug be [Verse 2: Ruben Slikk and Mr. B] I'm all about my cheese If you wanna be down, bitch you better pay me You wanna get laced with the game that I know You better ride for me, get daddy's dough, act like you know Ain't no trickin' over here nigga get real Have my bitch bite your ear like Holyfield And me and Ruben Slikk, prestigious pimpin' over here We countin' vegetation underneath the chandelier [Chorus: Ruben Slikk] Bitch, you got a choosin' fee When fuckin' with a nigga like me 'Cause I can make it shine (shine) and all we need is time And we can make it through (Make it through) You will possibly blossom like a rose fertilized by me But only if a ho keeps her mind on me Yeah that bitch pays a choosin' fee [Verse 3: Ruben Slikk] Aye bitch, if you really got dreams, you can ride with a nigga, I can make it in 3D You wanna see me IMAX yo' climax and bless your brain like TV? Ho you need me, we can get it poppin', bring daddy dough so we can go shopping Pimp hard till I'm laying in the coffin, dedicated hoes keep a nigga just flossin' Every so often, hoes start droppin', I don't give a fuck 'cause it ain't my problem Renegade hoes get lost in the sauce and try to get back to the life they lost And I'm still stone cold, [?] Steve Austin, 3:16 A.M. I'm flossin' Head in the sky, bread gettin' high, keep the KY in case the pussy get dry Psychological warfare, runnin' games like whorefare If the pussy got sold well, I'ma treat my ho well If she leave 'em like "Oh well," treat these hoes like show and tell Keep my game fresh and my shoulder like a jail cell Fresh [?] from my bitch is all I expect If that ho out of line then that ho in check Can you feel me? You understand this pimpin' is the real me? So gon' bitch express yourself [Chorus: Ruben Slikk] Bitch, you got a choosin' fee When fuckin' with a nigga like me 'Cause I can make it shine (shine) and all we need is time And we can make it through (Make it through) You will possibly blossom like a rose fertilized by me But only if a ho keeps her mind on me Yeah that bitch pays a choosin' fee