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j zone – county check pimpin lyrics

[sampled talking]
-i love you!
-hehehehe, that don’t do nothin for me… i gots to have more then that
-name it

-d-mn, you s-xy son of a b-tch, what’s your name?
(this sh-t’s gon’ cost you some mother f-ckin money)
-they call me captain backslap.
(this sh-t’s gon’ cost you some mother f-ckin money)
-that’s your cadillac outside?
(this sh-t’s gon’ cost you some mother f-ckin money)
-you god d-mn 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 sh-t’s gon’ cost you some mother f-ckin money)
-look s-xy, i reverse the game. you wanna get with me you better
make a donation cause i don’t f-ck for free. you can get some
strokin as long as your purse stays open. so pay me!
(this sh-t’s gon’ cost you some mother f-ckin money)
-pay you?
(i need some money. i need some money.)

chicks think i’m that only out for head? obscene
backslap b-tch, i’m in it for the federal green
cause i only date broads makin more than 50 grand a year
b-tch 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-ck, period
she rich, but i didn’t date cutie for the -ss
and if i drive you nuts pay me money for the gas (whooo)

-when the h-ll are you gonna f-ck me?
-the money, when do i get it, the money?
-hey daddy, wanna buy me a coupla beers?

b-tch, i’m tryin to get a caddy in a coupla years

[chorus]
i sell d-ck like avon and take no cr-p
wanna date me, then make my bank roll fat
girls linin up to give me the -ss
but i don’t do sh-t until you show me the cash (hit the high notes)
girls wanna f-ck with me? (whooo)
backslap don’t f-ck for free (oh no)

-i-i love you
f-ck you, pay me!
-i know you can’t wait to get your hands on the money

i knew this bad -ss ho (whooo)
but she wouldn’t give me no dough
so i cut the b-tch off (good-bye)
chickenheads hate me cause i’m cheap as f-ck
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 -ssume, that i think with my d-ck
catch her slippin, get her drunk, and take her spinach and dip
f-ck it
i date oprah, my wallets lookin crazy slim
f-ck 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-mn 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-tch 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-ck $tallion
(he’s a pimp, got it?)
dj contakt
(he’s a pimp, got it?)

uh, christina aguilera
(i own the b-tch)
uh, every other female pop singer
(i own the b-tch)
what about your wife?
(i own the b-tch)
what about your sister?
(i own the b-tch)

-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 -ss, tastes full of sh-t.
-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.

- j zone lyrics

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