[Sampled talking]
-I love you!
-Hehehehe, that don't do nothin for me...I gots to have more then that
-Name it
-d***, you s**y son of a b****, what's your name?
(This s***'s gon' cost you some mother f***** money)
-They call me Captain Backslap.
(This s***'s gon' cost you some mother f***** money)
-That's your Cadillac outside?
(This s***'s gon' cost you some mother f***** money)
-You god d*** right, but if you think you're riding for free I
hope you brought your cross trainers.
(I need some money. I need some money. I need some money)
-Oh really? So when are we gonna hook up?
(This s***'s gon' cost you some mother f***** money)
-Look s**y, I reverse the game. You wanna get with me you better
make a donation cause I don't f*** for free. You can get some
strokin as long as your purse stays open. So pay me!
(This s***'s gon' cost you some mother f***** money)
-Pay you?
(I need some money. I need some money.)
Chicks think I'm that only out for head? Obscene
Backslap b****, I'm in it for the federal green
Cause I only date broads makin more than 50 grand a year
b**** I stay rich, cause I'm hung like a chandelier
I used to sweat girls (what), just to get some action
But now a chicks welfare check I'll be cashin
Backslap reverse the game, miss [I] run your purse
Secretary, stripper, nun, or nurse
I never go broke, I go dutch, feelin it?
I charge by the stroke when I f***, period
She rich, but I didn't date cutie for the a**
And if I drive you nuts pay me money for the gas (Whooo)
-When the hell are you gonna f*** me?
-The money, when do I get it, the money?
-Hey daddy, wanna buy me a coupla beers?
b****, I'm tryin to get a Caddy in a coupla years
[Chorus]
I sell d*** like Avon and take no c***
Wanna date me, then make my bank roll fat
Girls linin up to give me the a**
But I don't do s*** until you show me the cash (Hit the high notes)
Girls wanna f*** with me? (Whooo)
Backslap don't f*** for free (Oh no)
-I-I love you
f*** you, pay me!
-I know you can't wait to get your hands on the money
I knew this bad a** ho (Whooo)
But she wouldn't give me no dough
So I cut the b**** off (Good-bye)
Chickenheads hate me cause I'm cheap as f***
Either pay me or turn up your beak and cluck (Cluck, cluck)
I need a new mink, I need gas in the hooptie
I need to do a show, and bag me a groupie
Now she can a**ume, that I think with my d***
Catch her slippin, get her drunk, and take her spinach and dip
f*** it
I date Oprah, my wallets lookin crazy slim
f*** the Holiday Inn, take me to the ATM
Fellas pay gold-diggers (What) No hope
I date 6 digit figure women leavin 'em broke
I never worked, a god d*** day in my life
Just County Check Pimpin I wouldn't pay for my wife
I date girls that are 5'3 weighin 3 and change (Yuck)
As long as when I'm done the b**** pay me 3 and change
Mo' cash in the bank and I never had a job
I'd rather get in your purse then see your head bob
[Chorus]
Just sing it like Luther baby
Now c'mon and break it down for the County Check Pimps one more time
Like this
H.U.G.
(He's a pimp, got it?)
A-L Shid
(He's a pimp, got it?)
That cat d*** $tallion
(He's a pimp, got it?)
DJ Contakt
(He's a pimp, got it?)
Uh, Christina Aguilera
(I own the b****)
Uh, every other female pop singer
(I own the b****)
What about your wife?
(I own the b****)
What about your sister?
(I own the b****)
-Will you, will you not give me that money?
-No, not one cent. Not one cent of the money do you get while I'm alive
If you want anymore money, you've got to go to work
-My a**, tastes full of s***.
-Won't work and never will. All I do is rest and dress, put his mamma
on the corner and she'll do the rest.
-I love you!
-Hehehehe, that don't do nothin for me...I gots to have more then that
-Name it
-d***, you s**y son of a b****, what's your name?
(This s***'s gon' cost you some mother f***** money)
-They call me Captain Backslap.
(This s***'s gon' cost you some mother f***** money)
-That's your Cadillac outside?
(This s***'s gon' cost you some mother f***** money)
-You god d*** right, but if you think you're riding for free I
hope you brought your cross trainers.
(I need some money. I need some money. I need some money)
-Oh really? So when are we gonna hook up?
(This s***'s gon' cost you some mother f***** money)
-Look s**y, I reverse the game. You wanna get with me you better
make a donation cause I don't f*** for free. You can get some
strokin as long as your purse stays open. So pay me!
(This s***'s gon' cost you some mother f***** money)
-Pay you?
(I need some money. I need some money.)
Chicks think I'm that only out for head? Obscene
Backslap b****, I'm in it for the federal green
Cause I only date broads makin more than 50 grand a year
b**** I stay rich, cause I'm hung like a chandelier
I used to sweat girls (what), just to get some action
But now a chicks welfare check I'll be cashin
Backslap reverse the game, miss [I] run your purse
Secretary, stripper, nun, or nurse
I never go broke, I go dutch, feelin it?
I charge by the stroke when I f***, period
She rich, but I didn't date cutie for the a**
And if I drive you nuts pay me money for the gas (Whooo)
-When the hell are you gonna f*** me?
-The money, when do I get it, the money?
-Hey daddy, wanna buy me a coupla beers?
b****, I'm tryin to get a Caddy in a coupla years
[Chorus]
I sell d*** like Avon and take no c***
Wanna date me, then make my bank roll fat
Girls linin up to give me the a**
But I don't do s*** until you show me the cash (Hit the high notes)
Girls wanna f*** with me? (Whooo)
Backslap don't f*** for free (Oh no)
-I-I love you
f*** you, pay me!
-I know you can't wait to get your hands on the money
I knew this bad a** ho (Whooo)
But she wouldn't give me no dough
So I cut the b**** off (Good-bye)
Chickenheads hate me cause I'm cheap as f***
Either pay me or turn up your beak and cluck (Cluck, cluck)
I need a new mink, I need gas in the hooptie
I need to do a show, and bag me a groupie
Now she can a**ume, that I think with my d***
Catch her slippin, get her drunk, and take her spinach and dip
f*** it
I date Oprah, my wallets lookin crazy slim
f*** the Holiday Inn, take me to the ATM
Fellas pay gold-diggers (What) No hope
I date 6 digit figure women leavin 'em broke
I never worked, a god d*** day in my life
Just County Check Pimpin I wouldn't pay for my wife
I date girls that are 5'3 weighin 3 and change (Yuck)
As long as when I'm done the b**** pay me 3 and change
Mo' cash in the bank and I never had a job
I'd rather get in your purse then see your head bob
[Chorus]
Just sing it like Luther baby
Now c'mon and break it down for the County Check Pimps one more time
Like this
H.U.G.
(He's a pimp, got it?)
A-L Shid
(He's a pimp, got it?)
That cat d*** $tallion
(He's a pimp, got it?)
DJ Contakt
(He's a pimp, got it?)
Uh, Christina Aguilera
(I own the b****)
Uh, every other female pop singer
(I own the b****)
What about your wife?
(I own the b****)
What about your sister?
(I own the b****)
-Will you, will you not give me that money?
-No, not one cent. Not one cent of the money do you get while I'm alive
If you want anymore money, you've got to go to work
-My a**, tastes full of s***.
-Won't work and never will. All I do is rest and dress, put his mamma
on the corner and she'll do the rest.