I love things about you
(It's alright)
You got it going on
I'm not in love and this is not a love song
But you've been down for so long
You should never be wrong

I know it's all my fault, my mind been gone
I'm always on the chase, lipstick on my face when I get home
You gotta get on my case 'cause I've been ***kin' up
Coming home smelling like her, I can't ***k it up
Call your mama, tell her how it hurts

Tell her I'm a dog but don't say that's all
I came in first place at the players' ball
And now I got my skill on my new grill on
Put you through some ****, girl
But I know you're real strong

You say I never find a real one like you
But I never take the time to feel like you
I put the game down, the way it's suppose to be
Don't be a punk *** *****, just get open with me

'Cause I'm a real player
Ayo Pimp C, I don't think they feel us

There's a very thin line between love and hate
And there's a very thin line between a ***k and a date
Girl, you know when I was hollering at you I want to hit
I ain't got time to get caught up over a girl and lose my grip

I'm screaming, 'Steady pimp', you steady trying a change me
Running that game your mama taught you
***** that **** don't faze me
Say *****, I'm Pimp C, I shall be seen again
But all that **** your cousin told you has gone in the wind

Just 'cause I pimp my pen, you think you moving in
Like I'ma trick, I'ma let you have half of everything I spend
You talking week rent, I'm trying to whip a Benz
Flipping the club with pimps like Too $hort, baby lady friends

Talking 'bout your sister saw me with a brand new ***** at the club
Coming at me with high school ****, *****, you must be in love
Space Age, new faze, I done paid the price
Hoping you ain't 'bout to rip my stable, she said I'm shift
But ***** that's alright

You can keep your funky *** *****
You know what I'm saying? Straight up
What's up $hort? **** go back to Pimpology man
These hoe know it's alright though
And if they don't Bun will let them know

Baby, you're hangin' on a rope, it's getting crucial like dope
I can't cope, I guess the situation has lost all hope
'Cause you've obviously flipped your lid but what's done is did
I'm putting you up for sale for the highest bid

Or an *** from kid ****, you got me twisted
Little Bun won't be another statistic
This love affair went ballistic
Puttin' them messy *** hoes up in my mix like Bisquick
And thinkin' you gonna leave Big Bun juiced like mystic

***** believe me, ****'s thick, love's lost
Nothing's gained but confusion about the pain
You losing about the same, you can't tame a wild animal
Feeding lettuce to a cannibal, make a grown man wear Garanibals

And I can't handle ******** that's unnecessary
You can't handle being with a G, I guess it's scary
It's the very thing that put us together separated us
Player hated us, and things will never be the way it was
I hate to say it 'cause, but find another shoulder to cry on
Stop gettin' your lie on, baby, it's alright

I wanna dedicate this song to my *****
Quit tripping and bring your *** home, baby, I love you
All 'long as you got my money

You know what I'm saying?
It's 199 reits, know what I'm sayin'? Straight up pimpin'
You know what I'm talking about?
I'm trying to see some papers, some dead ones

Some real **** going on, you know what I'm saying?
This is Big Bun and I'm out with my *****
$hort and my ***** Pimp C
You know how players is with *****es on your ****

Pimping ain't dead, they just scared
You know what I'm talking about? What's up $hort?
Ain't no love, *****
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
Beeotch, tell them mother***kers at Jive to quit trippin'