Get Em Husalah, San Quinn, Messy Marv & The Jacka

[Verse 1: San Quinn]
Yeah, send hoes like letters
About my chedda
Pimp on the bumpers, I love to sweat her
Buy ya skirts, I'll be flipping the pumps
She get tight, I get her wide, I give her a couple of bumps
Keep her physically fit
Doing jumping jacks and crunches
A thousand dollar dinners
A hundred dollar lunches
My paper comes in bunches
Two racks I told her
She gon' work the dayshift if she don't meet that quota
She's a, street walker
Internet sweet talker
Ten racks on the mink is what the streets bought us
Don't love these hoes and barely like these tricks
I get money out a hoes ass, 'cause bitch I'm a pimp

[Chorus]
We breaded out like we hit the lottery
If I knock a new bitch, y'all ho in harmony
Yeah we breaded out like we hit the lottery
If I knock a new bitch, y'all ho in harmony
We breaded out like we hit the lottery
If I knock a new bitch, y'all ho in harmony
Yeah we breaded out like we hit the lottery
If I knock a new bitch, y'all ho in harmony