[Intro: Julius Luciano]
Yo…
We need all the women to lend us an ear on this one
The one who graduated at the top of the class
To the bitches with the collagen shots in they ass
You know what C.O.B. means…
COME ON BITCHES!

[Hook: Julius Luciano]
You know I wana cut, come and roll wit us
Henny on the rocks, Patron is a must
You take another sip, I pour another cup
You don’t give a shit, I don’t give a fuck

Just come ride wit me (Just come ride wit me)
Just come ride wit me (Just come ride wit me)
Just come ride wit me (Baby come ride wit me)
Just come ride…You know you wanna ride wit me

[Verse 1: Demetrius Capone]
Women and gentlemen listen its him again
Villain that gets trim with the tilted brim
Hes slim but his dick is a kickstand
Hes swimming in women, got em licking his fifth limb
The minute the adrenaline kicks in
I twist em, a militant n***a with a sick plan
A perfect gentlemen, til I'm liftin ur skirt
Then skir- and hurt ya feelings again and again
You never heard of me then learn, C-O-B can certainly confirm
You could put my earnings in an urn
Cuz I got currency to burn
And the flow is so H20, verbally I'm sure
They hear the wordplay next, they want it in the worst way
We can treat everyday like your birthday
And have birthday sex
Got your legs in the air in the bed, shake like an earthquake
She love when I say “Heyyy”
We runnin L.A., you broke n***as afraid of change
Like your stuck in your way
I accustomed to hustling weight
I'm a thug n***a and I lust for getting the bucks
I got a trunk full of duffles and stuff them up what I pay
I campaign for change like I ain't McCain
I'm paid, fuck what you say
[Verse 2: Kenny Siegal]
Bitch, if you love to smoke, blow me like your plans
If your hands cold, blow me like a fan
If you all about yo dough, then blow me like some grands
You should take this opportunity to blow me like a chance
All eyes on a n***a, when I ride in, see these haters be watchin me
But these ladies they be jockin me
Speaking honestly, your hubby, I ain't tryna be
But Ill take some brain like I'm getting a lobotomy
??Killin em like I'm carryin a blade??
With my impeccable game
How her fella get paid with captain cream puffs
These women theyre in a daze
You gotta em very amazed
You could compare to your maids, how well I clean up
If a chick is hella fly, then she probably use ya
If I'm there then lil mama, she probably choosin
If you havin problems mami I'll be ya solution
I got these bitches all comin to me as if I'ma conclusion
??That will never front as if I got fifty ??
But you could just play judge and give me time
When it comes to pimpin, listen Kenny getting dimes
Pretty brides, run to me as if I'm a finish line
I'm about the shoes (yeah) call me Finish Line
(Yeah) Horseshoe GANG (yeah) we the sickest kind
(Yeah) them bitches trippin, back in us, villainous
Smackin em, while we in em, we tell em “this ain't your line, hit my salon”??
[Verse 3: Julius Luciano]
Cut never failed, mami, pimpin is unparalleled
I'm the lead of you young fellas trail
I'm tryna hit chicks but I don’t hit without my dicks
Umbrella yeah, I get sluts wet as hell
Fuck wedding bells, you can like it or not
You make a noose with your pimp when you tying the knot
The playa side of man, die on the spot
I ain't tryna put you in a ring unless you tryin to box
No, we ain't jumpin the broom wit it, you come in my room
Baby I bet I got some wood you can jump on
Off with the drawers, see I'm talkin to yall
Broads don’t get this misunderstood with a love song
Nah, I got maximum swag
Back it on up, I'ma magnify ass
I gotta dame that’s dirty like Diana, I'm tryna Beat It
Word to Mike Jackson she bad
Back to my bachelor pad, Im smackin that ass
She scantily clap, I don’t really care for lingerie
But she modeled every pair of the bra and array of panties she had
(Hm-Ha)I swear I got an ill tongue, I need a bitch like Keri in them heels son (Hilson)
Oh its your birthday? Lemme see your birthday supa hit, bet I get your wheels sprung

[Hook]