Better Player Too $hort

Yeah man
These niggas always comin' up to me
Talkin' bout
How do I feel about this bitch
And that bitch, and what do I think
Man.. know what I tell these niggas?
Man I ain't trippin' on you and your ho, man
Got my own bitches
I got my own ho's, nigga

(Verse 1, Too $hort)
Now I don't really care about'cha Benz
Or ya light-skinned bitch
Could give a fuck who ya tell
You don't like this shit
The fact still stands
You got one girlfriend
And I feel like
The whole world pimp
I can't be like you
You always actin' fake
I could tell you how much
A real mack can make
A million dollars ain't shit to spend
I get some new ho's, and get it again
So don't tell me, what'chu wish for
You wanna be kept, by a rich ho?
Bitch ass nigga, tryina lic me a lic
She better pay me right now
If she wanna get some dick
I told you, got the game from the old niggas
Every time I park my car, I come to gold-diggers
With the "Easy Pussy" sign, on display
If you lookin' for some money
Don't come this way