Crown Me lyrics

[Chorus: Fiend]
I gotta mistress b*tch wit' big tits (please believe dat)
And da hoes on da corner making me rich (please believe dat)
All the haters in the town tryin' to down me (please believe dat)
But this pimpin' goes on so n*gga crown me (please believe dat)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
You can call me Juicy gigolo, you can call me doctor hoe
Long as you got my dough, when I hit da corner stroll
Everybody say they pimpin', claimin' they got two, three women
Matchin' on a big ass hill, wit' a pool to take ya swimmin'
Stupid b*tch you know that's game, can't you tell his pimpin' lame
Why he never took you there, why he keep on sellin' you drames
Fly you all across the state, where the cash or where's the cake
Mayne you's just a groupie hoe, all yo men you say you break
But I can't tell (say what), I can't fail (i hear ya)
I gots to get all my f*ckin mail (yeah)
So set this boy up, take him to a room
Tell him you got pus*y comin' through from "The Blue Lagoon"
Then we gonna kick in da doe's, wit da 4-4's
Make his eyes buck, make him scream oh no
Put da hoe back on da corner take some no doze
Make her stay up all night and brang back my cheese or we gon fight b*tch

[Chorus: Fiend]
I gotta mistress b*tch wit' big tits (please believe dat)
And da hoes on da corner making me rich (please believe dat)
All the haters in the town tryin' to down me (please believe dat)
But this pimpin' goes on so n*gga crown me (please believe dat)
I gotta mistress b*tch wit' big tits (please believe dat)
And da hoes on da corner making me rich (please believe dat)
All the haters in the town tryin' to down me (please believe dat)
But this pimpin' goes on so n*gga crown me (please believe dat)
[Verse 2: Fiend]
Yeah, what you know about seventy wanches, bunnies gettin money
Askin fiend daddy, "Is This What Ya Want From Me?" (yeah)
Got moves for 2's, pay 'em fo' you slay 'em
'Cause I worked so hard just to tame em
Scalp that mouth, observe them curves, admit them tits
Watch her switch, you'd thank she was made from a bad b*tch, kick
All jones 'fore she met me she was crawlin' homeless
Now ain't too much that baby girl consider roamless
Dibble-dabble, like to be saddled and called "Mami"
And could give you a look like "Playa, Ooh I'm Climbin"
She fresh off good up in the hood
And she do up dat would just like she should and she could
Love thugs on rims and f*ck my friends
Ain't nothin' new to him won't touch her slim
American cheese or cheddar, she a veteran of sexual pleasure
In all leather at ya doe' like whatever and she got it

[Chorus: Fiend]
I gotta mistress b*tch wit' big tits (please believe dat)
And da hoes on da corner making me rich (please believe dat)
All the haters in the town tryin' to down me (please believe dat)
But this pimpin' goes on so n*gga crown me (please believe dat)
I gotta mistress b*tch wit' big tits (please believe dat)
And da hoes on da corner making me rich (please believe dat)
All the haters in the town tryin' to down me (please believe dat)
But this pimpin' goes on so n*gga crown me (please believe dat)
[Verse 3: DJ Paul]
I tell you what I'm a keep pimpin' these hoes across da nation
While you lazy n*ggas sittin' back, waitin' on reparation
I'm at da crib, I got two g's on the way: my hoe through
You at yo mama house waitin' On "Cartoon, Cartoons"
But you's a dang fool, n*gga though
While you got pus*y on yo gold, I'm out here sellin' these hoes
I got some girls on the platinum plus you better believe
I got some girls at cristies, I keep some sh*t up my sleeve
I breath the con-yac, breath of my brother da late "Ben-Zo"
Transfered da pimpin to me, as a momento
I pop a mento and spit pimpin' ever so clear
You ask me where I stay, I tell you in a "Hoe's Ear"
I slam da h-2 to da curb with extra seat in back
It's primetime, so we gon stack on this right here track
It's goin' down like I knew it would
We gon' keep on makin' money, 'cause this honey is good, ya hear me

[Chorus: Fiend]
I gotta mistress b*tch wit' big tits (please believe dat)
And da hoes on da corner making me rich (please believe dat)
All the haters in the town tryin' to down me (please believe dat)
But this pimpin' goes on so n*gga crown me (please believe dat)
I gotta mistress b*tch wit' big tits (please believe dat)
And da hoes on da corner making me rich (please believe dat)
All the haters in the town tryin' to down me (please believe dat)
But this pimpin' goes on so n*gga crown me (please believe dat)