On a cold Brooklyn night,
On a bus bound for Manhattan,
I met up with the gobbler,
We were both too high to sleep!

So I gave her twenty dollars,
And she sucked on my big weiner!
Then i stuck it in her hole
And I began to speak!

I said hoe ive made my livin
Doing women pimpin!
Knowing what the johns will pay
By the way they roll their eyes,
So if you dont mind it honey,
looks like your all out of money
sit back and hit this crackpipe,
and ill give you some advice!

You gotta know when to swallow,
Know when to spit out,
Know when to say youre gay,
And when to run!

You never count your money,
While your standing on the corner,
Theylle be time enough for countin'
When the hookins done!

And somewhere in the darkness,
The hooker grew addicted!
And you knew she never had
A crackrock she could keep!