Niggas be fakin', playa hatin'
Ridin round with the top down, gettin' shot down
Your rims may be the shit but you're broke as fuckin' tits
Now you're livin' in the pits of a clique startin' shit

You workin' in the mall bitch, you that ballin' bitch
Fake it, maybe just a little bit
Scrapin down the street like you packin' fuckin heat
You lookin' like a player with them covers on your seats

Flaunt it like you got it, niggaz actin' like they ballin'
Where the money at? Where the money at? (x2)

I can't be cool with just being alive
I gotta act like a pimp 'til the day that I die
I'll keep it fly, I'll keep it fresh, I'll keep it hella fuckin tight
Just like a mannequin, just like a mannequin (x2)

You get your booty from a bill
A bill you can't be spending
A hooker named Cindy
You lookin' kinda trendy

You lookin' kinda dirty,
Unclean and unkempt
Rollin' up on 40s to an apartment complex

You ain't pimpin hoes, bitch, you ain't high rollin'
The chain around your pencil neck, borrowed or stolen
So nigga, don't act like you the shit, you done met your maker
The program, fuckin' get with it 'cause you ain't got no paper

So tell your fuckin' busted wife that you really love her
You might as well stay with the ho, you won't get no better

I can't be cool with just being alive
I gotta act like a pimp 'til the day that I die
I'll keep it fly, I'll keep it fresh, I'll keep it hella fuckin tight
Just like a mannequin, just like a mannequin (x2)

Oh damn, I seen some fuckin' shit
Niggaz actin' like a fool, polishin' they kicks
So respect yourself a little, give yourself some credi
Instead of actin' like a fake bitch, usin' up the debit

You workin' in the mall bitch, you that ballin' bitch
Fake it, maybe just a little bit
So take your shit for what it's worth
Don't take your shit for granted
And stop to smell the roses, but not just where they're planted

Flaunt it like you got it, niggaz actin' like they ballin'
Where the money at? Where the money at? (x2)

I can't be cool with just being alive
I gotta act like a pimp 'til the day that I die
I'll keep it fly, I'll keep it fresh, I'll keep it hella fuckin tight
Just like a mannequin, just like a mannequin (x2)


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