she couldn’t make it on her own lyrics (feat. omg & doughboy) – ice cube

she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own
she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own

she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own
she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own

california air
chain all blue like it’s runnin’ out of air
i keep a bad b*tch with a fat derriere
and you know that hoe fresher than a new pair

retro elevens on the pedal, i’m taking this to the next level
compet*tion best to dress up in a chevelle
and if you n*gg*s still wanna make a deal with the devil
i can help you meet him, introduce you to my barrel

all you artists walkin’ round with yo wack raps
(wack raps)
they gettin’ f*cked by the game, kat stacks
they gettin’ f*cked by the game, kat stacks
and any n*gg* thinkin’ he can make it happen
i’ll be outside of staples with the b*tches and phantom, mothaf*cka

she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own
she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own

she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own
she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own

pull up on them b*tches, steppin’ out on 30 inches
in my l.a. dodger fitted with some louie v stichin’
n*gg*s wanna catch me slippin’
yeah, they prayin’ and they wishin’

’cause a n*gg* clockin’ dough
and i’m f*ckin’ all they b*tches
(yo, you f*ckin’ all they b*tches?)
yeah, i’m f*ckin’ all they b*tches

and it’s money over b*tches
and i’m preachin’ my religion
’cause this game that i’m livin’ about as cold as my wrist is
if you know my paps then you know i’m bout the business

smoke big trees
(big trees)
christmas
smoke big trees
(big trees)
christmas

chain supersix
(supersix)
sickless
chain supersix
(supersix)
sickless

my flow r*t*rded n*gg*
my flow r*t*rded n*gg*
gifted, gifted
this games’ a b*tch watch me pimp it

she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own
she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own
she had to

she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own
she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own
what about me?

if you don’t kick it with me, who ya gon’ kick it with?
ice cube is the sh*t, who you been speakin’ with?
they been lyin’ to you if they told you different
i got a different, cool type of temperament

west coast style baby, on some california sh*t
they might’ve told ya that i was hard on the b*tch
you know how it go, some b*tches think they slick
look at me and think they about to get rich
(get rich)

uh, oh, uh, oh, danger, danger
you are, you are a stranger
who am i? i am the long ranger, tonto tell
i’ll run yo f*ckin’ *ss through the ringer
(it goes)

she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own
she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own

she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own
she had to get the pimp
she couldn’t make it on her own

what about me?
what about me?
what about me?

/ feat omg doughboy ice cube lyrics