Sexy Thang

Lyrics

[Intro: Suga Free & Messy Marv] I need someone to come And tell me about this feeling That's in my bones I can't explain it to mortal man Because every time I pop my collar, my collar pop me back They don't understand Because we be fly Fly for life And if they wanna mess With Truncheon or Suga free or sweet sweet No, we in your view Can never underestimate The pimpin' I'm sugar-free Oh yes, I am And you, you, you Can never underestimate The pimpin' of the nigga messy Oh no, no, no Come on, yeah, uh [Verse 1: Suga Free] Yeah, forever Westside California, man You know what I'm sayin'? It's pimpin' on mine I said a few words, we bid a few commas And the bitch checked a few whole dollars Dig that Yeah, I wouldn't give a bitch a glass of water If she was chokin' on a peanut butter sandwich In hot desert, nigga You understand me? You know why? [Hook] Cause I believe in pimping hoes Yeah, you sexy thang I believe in pimping hoes Yeah, you sexy thang [Verse 2: Suga Free] Excuse me, does anybody here know where Audrey at? I don't know Probably down there again, sucking dick behind a laundry mat Mayday, mayday, day earth calling ho If you jealous of the pimpin bitch you need to let me know Fake smile fake laugh Fake walk fake talk Fake mama fake daddy is that why you mad at me Do you believe I smash your ass huh Then you believe I pass your ass girl You mighty damn bold with that game you play She ties her mattress to her back for the easy lay You see I learned the bitch She was in the shower talking that shit So I flushed the toilet and burnt the bitch There's not a problem that I can't fix Cause I can do it, pimping the bitch And when I hit the hoe stroll When the Cadillac bought me Smokey Robinson, drinking some trance, pitting spank [Chorus: Suga Free] Cause I believe in pimping hoes Yeah, you sexy thang I believe in pimping hoes Yeah, you sexy thang [Verse 3: Messy Marv] Your bitch pussy went gold Over fire and soul Your word get around I choke a hoe out, man Beat a bitch down Come on, what you expect me to do? Hoes jump in the bushes When I come through Yeah, it's all about you, bitch I can give it to you, but what you gonna do? I know, wake up and go crazy Spend your little hoe money on a Mercedes Buy some Rockawear shit for your babies And bail your mama out, bitch, fuck you, pay me Yep, hoe is you on dope? If I left it up to you We'd always be broke Yeah, and all the shit So it's Pippin' Manall on the bitch, nigga, judge [Chorus: Suga Free] Cause I believe in pimping hoes Yeah, you sexy thang I believe in pimping hoes Yeah, you sexy thang [Bridge: Messy Marv/Suga Free] Come on Stop talking that shit talking that shit That ain't nothing but a bitch Got it all from The watch to the house To the car To the shoes on the wheel Yeah, goosebumps in Atlanta Niggas were spending money Where was your antennas? Pimp, I'm a nigga from the block Can you pull a hundred Thousand up out a hoe's cock? Nigga, keep a bitch broke I got a real hope She keep her dick In her throat Huh? What you mean A money fantasy? Let me kick you in the ass I'm gonna give you brain damage Yeah It's pippin' on mine All on the bitch Every motherfuckin' dime Yeah Homie, who that there? I chase a hoe down man I do that there You know why? I need someone To come and tell me About this villain That's in my bones I know I can't explain it To mortal man Cause every time I pop my collar My collar pop me back They don't understand Cause we be fly Fly for life And if they wanna mess With Try and treasure us Sugar free of sweets We know we can [Chorus: Suga Free] Cause I believe in pimping hoes Yeah, you sexy thang I believe in pimping hoes Yeah, you sexy thang