Walk Like It, Talk Like It

[Ransom:]

Yeah yeah yeah yeah!

Yeah yeah yeah yeah!

[DJ Clue:]

Ransom, Stack Bundles, Fabolous

[Ransom:]

Yeah yeah yeah yeah!

[DJ Clue:]

Come On!

[Ransom:]

Ma' you still playin around

On the couch, layin around

The money prob'ly why you stayin around

Or could it be I'm layin it down

But I ain't stupid or naive

I know what turn your face to a frown:

No cash, no ice, no lacin you down

No Jags, no bikes, no blazin the town

Don't ask no price, you ain't breakin me down

I've been an asshole! Why you start hatin me now?

I ain't never spent a cake on a clown

In your bedrooms scrapin it down

The bed shakin the ground

All of a sudden you're fakin it now

Tellin your friends I was weak

And you was never makin a sound

I'm a king, you can tell by the shape of the crown

I can sling, ain't no bird-brain makin me drown

Got brass so they're chasin me now

When I see 'em they get a hug

And I ain't seen shakin a pound

(Chorus)

Now if he walks like it and talks like and whores like it

Then most likely the nigga's a P-iiimp

And if he boss-type in his Porsche dual exhaust pipe

And he getting kitted, the lady's a Ch-aaamp

[Stack Bundles:]

Look, I'm the colonel when it comes to these chickens

I'm like Ernie when it comes to these Berts (birds)

I move weight like curves

Keep your Y-3's under the perps

I'm so hood but I keep a bougie bitch from the burbs

When I get up, I got a bitch

I honest gotta bitch

I just low with 16 like Stojaković

Back hand mean, I won't hesi' to pop a bitch

Give her one more chance, I'm on the "dick-poppin" shit

IT'S OKAY! No, I'm sorry, I'm just poppin shit

I don't do them wrong, at least not on the first night

I let them taste it when they don't even deserve like

Then leave with at least two or more on my worst night

(Chorus)

Now if he walks like it and talks like and whores like it

Then most likely the nigga's a P-iiimp

And if he boss-type in his Porsche dual exhaust pipe

And he getting kitted, the lady's a Ch-aaamp

[Fabolous:]

You want a nigga to meet the parents

Then you better call Ben Stiller, miss

Hammer ain't got nothin on the way I spend Skrilla, miss

I'm rich on that: "Maybe chinchilla this!"

Make the diamonds talk for me like a ventriloquist

My chain sayin: "Bitch I know you tryina hang

We can link up and get into all kind of things"

My watch say: "No need to be embarrassed

You know what time it is: quarter past a hundred carats."

They believe in a god. I get'em to their true religion

Teasin them with bread but truthfully I'm through with pigeons

Now I leave them in a coop on the roof top

Then fly through in the new coupe with the roof dropped

I ain't wanna prolongue on

Tryina slow song John

Put mine until 'So goin on - ONE

And please don't jump to assume

If we hump in the room

The next morning we'll be jumpin the broom

Better find another chump for your broom

Cause baby I'm a player till I'm slumped in a tomb

And yo, I got a slow stroke

That'll get a law broke

Hit'em like drow smoke

Mixed with the raw coke

The way the flow spoke

Have a girl's drawers soaked

Nigga this is no joke

How I have them whores broke

Payin for attention

I'm sorta like a gigolo

Call me Fab Schneider - a young Bigalow

(Niggas know)

(Chorus)

Now if he walks like it and talks like and whores like it

Then most likely the nigga's a P-iiimp

And if he boss-type in his Porsche dual exhaust pipe

And getting kitted the lady's a Ch-aaamp

[Fabolous talking:]

Niggas know me, man

Tell your bitch I said "Hi", man

Don't have me picking up my phone and shit

It's cool, though, I'ma see her

Hahaha Yeah

Ran

Stack

Loso

Street Fidda Didda [Gang]

Desert Storm

18

Ryu Squad

Ey hoes need to get familiar with that, man

[DJ Clue:] Ha Ha! Yeah!

*whispered* Desert Storm!