Pimp type Mr. Smith aka Boss Money

[Chorus]
This that pimp tight Ridin clean
Blowing on that sticky weed
Pouring up a drink of lean
Counting up that money team

[Verse 1]
Let me tell you something a nigga like me stay out of town a nigga like me keep putting down a nigga like me keep hoes round let me tell you something a nigga like me going to blow weed a nigga like me going to keep heat a nigga like me stay in the streets let me tell you something a nigga like me going to get dough hell no we ain't fucking with the popo and that's something my bitches already know

[Chorus]
This that pimp tight Ridin clean
Blowing on that sticky weed
Pouring up a drink of lean
Counting up that money team

[Verse 2]
I'm Iced Out on purpose my styrofoam got purple in it that bad bitch that got you in a daze with that donkey ass she good for business so gone and spend it that's right gone and spend it I train them up the break a trick all the way down to the last penny

[Chorus]
This that pimp tight Ridin clean
Blowing on that sticky weed
Pouring up a drink of lean
Counting up that money team