WHAT A HIT WE MADE - Suga Free, Beta Bossalini, Macnificent

It’s just some more of this cold-blooded, unscuffable pimpin'

Untouchable ism, tougher than denim when I run up in ‘em

All on these broads like a cheap suit

I hack into her brain and crash everything down

(Then what?) Then reboot

Yadamean?

I’m the million dollar dream

Cash over a batch, see, that’s a common thing

She’s so vulnerable in the presence of the honorable

My game’s phenomenal, no need for an audible

I’m colder than the Abominable Snowman with a popsicle

Just follow my voice, I can guide you through any obstacle

Anything’s possible when you’re dealing with me

You better believe I’m ahead of my breed by many degrees

My profile is exquisite, for years they tried to prohibit

But kept comin' up short like a midget

When you’re in the Hall of Game, come and visit my exhibit

And you too be one of few to be schooled, you dig it?

Hey, look what the wind blew in, bullshit

I go to sleep to wake up to it every day, I swear

I don’t see how some muthafuckas bear

But they do, and anything you do long enough you gon' get at it quick

Whether you gotta pimp a hoe or slang hot dogs on a stick

Bake… and…shake…us, I’m gettin' hoe money in Vegas

It took some time for this, man, see I got two kids and I love ‘em too

So reconsider that player hatin' ‘cause it’s a few things we can do

And I can count on one hand how many people love me

And I can count on the other hand how many people got love for me

Now, Bud (bud) Weiser (weiser) gin (gin) 'gnac (yak)

I’m not just her pimp, I’m also her quarterback

I’m rollin', feelin' like I smoked an ounce

Hittin' dips in my shit because I like to bounce

She said she never gave head and I knew she lied

Because she sucked my dick like it was apple pie

I’m across the nation with the Magnificent globetrotters

And don’t get mad if it happens to be one of your daughters

I’m space age pimpin' with some ice age game

So from the past to the present, they will know thy name

My chariot’s a Benz and my scepter’s a pimp stick

My game is artistic, for the cheddar I go ballistic

It’s my jones, I need it, I’m in a zone undefeated

So leave me ‘lone or get heated, I’m on a mission to get it

When I get, don’t split it, ‘cause it’s all mine

Not a third, not a quarter but all the time

My linguistics’ll turn her out faster than a match’ll burn out

I’m global like warming, noble and charming

I get farther like NASA, colder than Alaska

Or a polar bear, colder than an Eskimo in underwear

Subzero ism that gets up in ‘em

Through leather or denim, in any weather I send ‘em

Why don’t she?

Why won’t she?

One day she gon' see, she got me lonely

Those are words you’ll never hear from us

You didn’t know it’s pimpin' over here with us?

Oh, what a hit we made

Never givin' a bitch a break

Sippin' on them vintage grapes

Police we quick to shake

Pedal to the metal, never hit the brakes

Smokin' hella weed, no sticks or shakes

Funk with hella niggas, I instigate

Dumpin' on niggas, I hit and skate

Fans they picture take, your mans they pimpetrate

I’mma take all the money the hoe make

She gon' keep it comin', man, and don’t wait

I don’t fake, I don’t hate when I put my voice on tape

Everybody goes so stupid dumb

Everybody say, ‘Man, he can come'

Like 151 Bacardi Rum, Dre gon' get the party dumb

Always got bomb for the lung

And when the police come, man, I run

Yolking something, dosing something

Smoking something, Syko, make them hoes sing

(Oh, what a hit we made) (Repeated in background)