DJ Paul
Bitches On My Jock
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
20 years old, ridin' in a $80,000 dollar Viper
Better watch out for the snipers that be bumpin' our tapes, but they really don't like us
Why must my friends hates me like the devil? When? When I go to another level
(How many of 'em treat ya like this?) Actually, tell the truth, several
But it ain't no thing, it's all good, I be all about development (development)
But I gots no time for arguments, disagreements, get some settlements
Better get yourself together, quit changing like the weather
Try stickin' together, cause being a hater mane, you'll gain never
Them girls be checkin' me, they ain't checkin' you, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit
Better put some in yo pockets, use yo brain instead of yo dick
These words, I mean it, shit I speak on, done seen it
Don't question me or get next to me, Prophet Posse be with me teamin' it (teamin' it)
Even when no wind be to my back, I'm still gon' bring a fool a hat
Give credit where credit's due dawg, it don't even have to be like that
But it's nobody but me and G 'cause the Viper got nothin' but two seats
Meanin' there's no room groupie, see ya when I see you B!

[Hook]
Bitches on my jock cause I make alotta money
N***as playa hatin' cause they don't see nothin' funny
Bitches on my jock cause I make alotta money
N***as playa hatin' cause they don't see nothin' funny

[Verse 2: Indo G]
Indo in it for today
See n***a I ain't lyin', yesterday, I was broke, a joke with no hope
Folk picked me up so now I'm flyin' Alpine, sippin' wine
Lexus thang, Versace clothes, shoppin' sprees
Jealous suckers watch my back to find O's, talkin P's
To my n***as in the pen doin' time for like jumpin in mazes
It's amazing to see how my n***as maintain
That they claim they a felon like they on the street
But I know my n***a rode, so I just peep game
Hope he maintain and keepin' the composure
So when he get out we gon' blow hella dozier
Like I told ya, told ya, on the funk, keepin' it crunk
Makin' 'em bleed for cheese, it's nothing wrong
[Verse 3: Gangsta Boo]
It's nothing wrong with bumpin' and grindin', if you spendin' that green
I got a pocket full of Trojans, if you know what I mean
Now check this, yo please respect this, I'm in it to win
I'm smellin' good, feelin' good off that La Croix and Gin
I don't know what other ladies be approaching ya with
They must don't know that chargin' bustas is the best way to get
Richer, get the picture, it's not me and you
It's me and you in the bank, what you think a lady supposed to do, huh?

[Hook]
Bitches on my jock cause I make alotta money
N***as playa hatin' cause they don't see nothin' funny
Bitches on my jock cause I make alotta money
N***as playa hatin' cause they don't see nothin' funny

[Verse 4: Indo G]
Pick up my cell phone, who the fuck
Could this be, trynna call me up at 3:33
In the morning, break o' dawn 'n still yawnin'
Foamin' at the mouth, I'm long gone and
Float like a dove, high up in the sky
Gold elbows and Vogues with a peanut butter top and I can't deny
Pull up a chair, pull up a seat
Let me spit this pimpin' in yo ear
It's oh so sweet, nominated playa
Pull up a chair
[Verse 5: DJ Paul]
Now what they talkin' 'bout? (Indo)
We 'bout to turn it out (something cold)
14 karat gold smile, I got a wild, bloody barb wire tattoo around my neck (kinda crazy)
Now what you talkin' 'bout (little hoe)
Fully dressed, for the fact (yean know)
And still got Oc's you ain't seen
How in the world you think you gon' faze me though? (faze me though)
Mess with boy, unless ya down
Talkin' 'bout a little cap and a gown
Gotta graduate 'fore I leave town
No time to play around with clowns
Gotta get up 'bout a hog in another state
Gotta keep a cheese stack cause I love steaks
Top it off with fettucine and fish
But without no money it's still all a wish

[Hook]
Bitches on my jock cause I make alotta money
N***as playa hatin' cause they don't see nothin' funny
Bitches on my jock cause I make alotta money
N***as playa hatin' cause they don't see nothin' funny

[Outro]
Bitches on my jock (uuh)
Cause they know I got money (uuh)
N***as playa hatin' (uuh)
Cause they don't see shit funny (uuh-uuh)