Smack My Bitch Up Ultramagnetic MC's

[Ced Gee]
A-yo Keith, you know where we come from
Girls are nice, they know how to act
But I notice on Earth, if you treat a girl right, you know
They try to play you, and act like they all that
So what should I do about this, my brother?

[Kool Keith]
Ced, all of 'em ain't like that
But you know what I do with the ones that are?
Oh man!

[Scratched hook]
("Smack my bitch up")
("Like a pimp")

[Ced Gee]
Yo I know what you mean, but uh
Yo just like further elaborate it

[Kool Keith]
Ah fuck it, I'm like Steve the Wildman
Fuck the bitch that has no style man
A mega-pimp, the biggest pimp in New York
Everywhere I go, you follow where I walk
On Madison, I pull a ho with my gold voice
And show her my mansion, my custom Rolls Royce
I'm large, let me call up the President
Or Michael Jackson, or Frank Sinatra
With two hundred million dollars, baby I got ya
A hot dog, now take a Coke and a frank
And if you think I'm a fool, what the fuck do you think that
You thought like Nellie, with a big belly
Walking around smelling pissy and smelly
Giving it all you got, trying to work and jerk
Flirt, berserk, you ain't fly
Because a fly has wings, and I'll swat 'em
Urinate on 'em and warn 'em twice to step to the next man
You got that problem from your ex-man
Billy Joe, Pickle Peter and Bob
I'm not a scrambler, a pickpocket, a thief
I just max at Hunt's Point, and clock on the East
Smack my bitch up