[Intro: Consequence]
Yeah
I'd like to welcome you to [?] with EPC
Easy Pimpin’ Cons that's me
If you don't know, now you do know
And I got a hold on these hoes out here in the street
As usual, uh, check it out

[Verse 1: Consequence]
Ayo you know how you peel will give you the piss test
Well check how this [?] will give me the dick test
It spin me up and down as soon as I get dressed
And [?] can tell if I’ve been in a pissed dress
And now I'm starting to think she's got a tracking device
Cause once she think I'm cheating she start acting uptight
And that'd keep us up beefin' for half of the night
Because she think I'm creeping and she actually right
See her man was a lame he was trash in her life
And I don't know why she let him back in her life
It wasn’t like the n***a had no cash or no ice
And only Jesus piece he seen was the passing of Christ
So for her to get uptight, it really ain’t my fault
Cause I couldn't bring my single life to a screeching halt
So I was bound to get caught with some groupies that dinghy
Somewhere in the telly cause we did some’ kinky
Cause if they see the seven-karat ring on my pinky
They only a call away, like Rudy and Chingy
So I'm moving discreetly, and dead in the sin-bin
And taking out time just to catch up on my pimpin'
[Hook: DeBarge, Consequence]
Ooh, and I like it and you say New York City
Ooh, and I like it and you say

[Chorus: Consequence, John Legend]
Now could it be I've been away too long (Check me out son)
Well now I’m back it's Easy Pimping Cons (EPC n***a, word)
So you can blame my watch or the chain with the charm (take a pic homie)
Cause one look at your girl you know she gone (Now what)
Now we want to know where you are a-ah
And he wants to know where you are a-ah
Now we want to know where you are a-ah
And he wants to know where you are a-ah
And you say

[Hook: DeBarge, Consequence]
Ooh, and I like it and you say New York City
Ooh, and I like it ain't no mixing pimpin' with pity
Ooh, and I like it and you say New York City
Ooh, and I like it and you say

[Verse 2: Consequence]
The first sign of a simp is a pimp with sympathy
That's why I make them blow me like the horns in a symphony
And put 'em to the riggers til they damn near sick of me
Before I fill out any order forms at Tiffany's
Cause as soon as she get with me, her man'll resurface
Calling from blocked numbers and hanging up on purpose
Now tell me dude ain't insecure
The concept of hoe with Cons makes him roar
Cause he bought her everything outta Macy stores
But now every Friday she [?] more
And that makes me sure, that bitches ain't shit
So, n***a don't get mad when you get what you get
Cause even if you trick like you brought out 'Trina
You still ain't got a chance to get the kid from the cleaners (no)
And fresh out the crib to them sold out arenas
So when it comes to this pimp shit ain't none that can see us, word
[Outro: DeBarge, Consequence, John Legend]
Ooh, and I like it and you say New York City
Ooh, and I like it ain't no mixing pimpin' with pity
Ooh, and I like it and you say New York City
Ooh, and I like it and you say
Now we want to know where you are a-ah
And he wants to know where you are a-ah
Now we want to know where you are a-ah
And he wants to know where you are a-ah
Ooh, and I like it and you say New York City
Ooh, and I like it ain't no mixing pimpin' with pity