And You Say

[Intro: Consequence]

Yeah

I'd like to welcome you to an evening with EPC

Easy Pimpin’ Cons that's me

If you don't know, now you do know

And I got a hold on these hoes out here in the street

As usual, uh, check it out

[Verse 1: Consequence]

Ayo you know how you peel will give you the piss test

Well check how this [?] will give me the dick test

It spin me up and down as soon as I get dressed

And that’s how she can tell if I've been in a pissed dress

And now I'm starting to think she's got a tracking device

Cause once she think I'm cheating she start acting uptight

And that'd keep us up beefin' for half of the night

Because she think I'm creeping and she actually right

See her man was a lame he was trash in her life

And I don’t know why she let him back in her life

It wasn’t like the nigga had no cash or no ice

And only Jesus piece he seen was the passing of Christ

So for her to get uptight, it really ain't my fault

Cause I couldn’t bring my single life to a screeching halt

So I was bound to get caught with some groupies that dinghy

Somewhere in the telly cause we did some' kinky

Cause if they see the seven-karat ring on my pinky

They only a call away, like Rudy and Chingy

So I'm moving discreetly, and dead in the sin-bin

And taking out time just to catch up on my pimpin'

[Hook: DeBarge, Consequence]

Ooh, and I like it and you say New York City

Ooh, and I like it and you say

[Chorus: Consequence, John Legend]

Now could it be I’ve been away too long (Check me out son)

Well now I'm back it's Easy Pimping Cons (EPC nigga, word)

So you can blame my watch or the chain with the charm (take a pic homie)

Cause one look at your girl you know she gone (Now what)

Now we want to know where you are a-ah

And he wants to know where you are a-ah

Now we want to know where you are a-ah

And he wants to know where you are a-ah

And you say

[Hook: DeBarge, Consequence]

Ooh, and I like it and you say New York City

Ooh, and I like it ain't no mixing pimpin' with pity

Ooh, and I like it and you say New York City

Ooh, and I like it and you say

[Verse 2: Consequence]

The first sign of a simp is a pimp with sympathy

That's why I make them blow me like the horns in a symphony

And put 'em to the riggers til they damn near sick of me

Before I fill out any order forms at Tiffany's

Cause as soon as she get with me, her man'll resurface

Calling from blocked numbers and hanging up on purpose

Now tell me dude ain't insecure

The concept of hoe with Cons makes him roar

Cause he bought her everything outta Macy stores

But now every Friday she lace me more

And that makes me sure, that bitches ain't shit

So, nigga don't get mad when you get what you get

Cause even if you trick like you brought out 'Trina

You still ain't got a chance to get the kid from the cleaners (no)

And fresh out the crib to them sold out arenas

So when it comes to this pimp shit ain't none that can see us, word

[Outro: DeBarge, Consequence, John Legend]

Ooh, and I like it and you say New York City

Ooh, and I like it ain't no mixing pimpin' with pity

Ooh, and I like it and you say New York City

Ooh, and I like it and you say

Now we want to know where you are a-ah

And he wants to know where you are a-ah

Now we want to know where you are a-ah

And he wants to know where you are a-ah

Ooh, and I like it and you say New York City

Ooh, and I like it ain't no mixing pimpin' with pity