My Alphabets

Yeah, that **** this, that **** that, where's Quik? Where's Tone?

Where's Hi-C? When your album coming out, homes?

I'm more anticipated and most waited on

That I don't a break fingernail, or break a sweat, or break a bone

I was born at night, but it wasn't last night

You want a toy to go play with, bitch?

'Cause you're fuckin' with some dynamite

Watch it, 4, gotta get mo'

You get Pomona, California or Divisadero

And since you wanna report it?

Yeah, I crushed up some Crystal Meth, lined it up, and snorted it

Lee-lee-ba-da, shabba-da-ha

Well, when a pimp feel he had enough, he need him some mo'

Hey Suga Free, why you blastin'?

I don't know, motherfucker

Call that **** you heard it from and go and ask him (Damn)

I'm on parole cuz, and I ain't into tellin'

I'm into scientific research, bitch, to keep ya bailin'

Mackin' ain't nothin' but a thing to me

'Cause I'm a double O-G, P-I-M-P, mmm

Do you know your alphabet, Suga Free?

A-B-C-P

Mackin' ain't nothin' but a thing to me

'Cause I'm a double O-G, P-I-M-P

Do you know your alphabet, Suga Free?

A-B-C-P

Cut the crap, biatch, ya can't con me

I'll slice yo' ass thin as salami

Not Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky or Mike

I go bad like OJ, sav' like Ike

Gesundheit, so cold you sneeze

Iced-out grill, tattooed sleeves

Bitch leave, me no comprende

All I understand is this daddy send me

I drink Rémi Martin (Martin)

Flows on a Cougnut, barking

Old school **** like Theodore (Like Theodore)

When I see a whore, I can't ignore (I can't ignore)

I'm all in her face like an angry coach (Like an angry coach)

Servin' her potions and antidotes (Antidotes)

Hop in the range and it's time to go (Time to go)

She'll do whatever I say, she'll even be my ho (Ho)

Mackin' ain't nothin' but a thing to me

'Cause I'm a double O-G, P-I-M-P, hmm

Do you know your alphabet, Suga Free?

Yup, A-B-C-P

Mackin' ain't nothin' but a thing to me (No)

'Cause I'm a double O-G, P-I-M-P, mm-hmm

Do you know your alphabet, Suga Free?

A-B-C-P

Pimpin's been around since the first day

And I been utilizin' my mack hand

Swingin' my back hand

Checkin' bitches on the daily, fuckin' with my paper route (Ching-ching)

If you's a broke bitch, it's time to get the fuck out

No disrespect but I'm a mack, that's how the game go

Pimpin' these hoes from Hunter's Point to Filmore

Mac Dre and 4-Tay keep it sucka-free

360 degrees, ya feel me Suga Free?

Dirty dead presidents

Put a safety deposit box at my residence

'Cause real playas stack a grip, can't be hesitant

Maneuver on my cellular

Hunnid, a hunnid, a hunnid mo' profit on the regular

Drop top double R's

Stackin' like Escobar

Gotta get that cheese

Cali **** do it all

You need garage door opener, haters glancin'

Keepin' the feds off balance, they can't find my mansion

Mackin' ain't nothin' but a thing to me

'Cause I'm a double O-G, P-I-M-P, mmm

Do you know your alphabet, Suga Free?

Yeah, A-B-C-P

Mackin' ain't nothin' but a thing to me

'Cause I'm a double O-G, P-I-M-P, mmm (Mmm)

Do you know your alphabet, Suga Free?

Yup, A-B-C-P

Mackin' ain't nothin' but a thing to me

'Cause I'm a double O-G, P-I-M-P, mmm

Do you know your alphabet, Suga Free?

A-B-C-P

Mackin' ain't nothin' but a thing to me

'Cause I'm a double O-G, P-I-M-P, mmm

Do you know your alphabet, Suga Free?

A-B-C-P