wurrs my cash
Singer:chingy
am i gon' slap you? uh huh
you don't like yo' job. so!
i'm that clean? at a school caddy
i'm that tree in the forest that's on fire
i'm yo' yong pimp' baby yo' boss
i'm that candy red paint that shine and gloss
girl you too shy to speak then take a breather
that's for when it's cold
sharp as a fucking auto too
down wit' me even if they put in a herse for it
call me papi and'll pull up they skirt for it
people ask me why i'm like this
see my father and my uncles gave me this shit
since i liked it got down and hiked it
that's why you catch me doing foursomes with dike chicks
even gotta couple hookers workin' the south
and on the east my girls the best
in cali got 10 out on sunset
trick gon' i won't miss ya'
on the sole of my gators she can kiss the bitch!