Traffic Premo Rice

[Verse 1]
OK, well I'ma keep on rockin'
Got yo main bitch in my pocket (pocket)
Ship 'em, then I shop 'em
Heavy traffic up for auction
That's your ho, yeah man, just bought her
Nigga, that ain't my business
Keep it low don't need no witness
Got my track ain't talkin' fitness
Got more ho's than fuckin' Christmas (fuckin' Christmas)
She gon' ride my fuckin' gears (aye)
Bitch, this dick ain't regular
I regulate the shits (yeah)
Bitch I just woke up
I check my clock it's time to pimp (pimp)
Bitch, I hustle hard
I hustle broads, I make my ends (yuh)
You ain't my king (aye)
What's up with yo' friends? (with yo' friends)
Bread to the din' (yeah)
Put her head on spin (head on spin)
Wrap that mall swag
Your bitch up for grabs (up for grabs)
Drop my top, ho
These ain't paper tags (paper tags)