[Verse 1:]
Let me get to the point real quick:
When your pockets are thick,
Mad chicks be on a brother's tip,
When ya sportin' jewels and drivin' in a groovy car,
All the ho's gonna slut you like a movie star,
To get in your pockets that's what them girls wanna do,
But if you not rich, them chicks gonna front on you.
No matter how strong your rap,
You only knock boots when you got loot and you on the map,
‘Cause if you broke, you'll get a whack slut,
If you got dough, you get a ho with a fat butt,
With fresh gear, long hair and a cute face,
And if you live alone, she's gonna pack her suitcase and move in.
Then you start losin' all your bucks,
Soon you broke as a joke and outta luck
Then she takes off and brakes off
Your ho's gone, ‘So long, dear,
I'm outta here.' A good relationships been torn.
‘Cause when you on top, everything's okay,
But when you broke, you gets no play.
[Chorus:]
If you don't got ends, you won't be gettin' no skins,
And if you don't got money, you won't scoop a honey.
If you don't got cash, you won't be gettin' no ass,
And if you're not clockin' loot, you won't be knockin' no boots.
[Verse 2:]
Girls of the 90's ain't nothing but crooks,
It's all about what's in your pockets, not how you look,
That's why you can't talk to just any ho,
Leaving brothers for the next man, ‘cause he's got a penny more.
They want a drug dealer not a scholar,
Some girls barely speak but always askin' for a dollar,
And if you pushin' a fresh Benz, they'll be your best friends,
Yeah, as long as you collect ends.
You think she's all yours
But as soon as your dough go,
Your ho go, now you solo,
But when you was makin' paper, sellin' jumbos,
You bought dumb clothes for all of them bum hoes,
And you was takin' ‘em to the movies every weekend,
Now that you dead broke, the girls not speakin',
‘Cause nowadays girls want you to trip,
The only thing they can get from Big L is a big …
‘Cause when you on top, everything's okay,
But when you broke, you gets no play.
[Chorus – ×2:]
If you don't got ends, you won't be gettin' no skins,
And if you don't got money, you won't scoop a honey.
If you don't got cash, you won't be gettin' no ass,
And if you're not clockin' loot, you won't be knockin' no boots.
[Verse 3:]
I tell it how it is ‘cause I'm a bold figure
And I hate a money hungry girl a.k.a. gold-digger.
It ain't even funny,
Some girls don't even know me askin' me can they get some money,
I'm lookin' nothing like your poppa,
I wouldn't give a chick ten cents to put cheese on a Whopper,
They wanna know why I'm so fly,
A girl ask me for a ring, and I put one around her whole eye,
Chicks used to diss but now they wanna kiss,
Yo, Showbiz, I'ma break it down like this.
[Chorus – ×2:]
If you don't got ends, you won't be gettin' no skins,
And if you don't got money, you won't scoop a honey.
If you don't got cash, you won't be gettin' no ass,
And if you're not clockin' loot, you won't be knockin' no boots.
[Outro:]
It's like that, y'all, and that's a fact, y'all!
I hit hoes from the back and don't give a jack, y'all!
It's Big L, y'all, I'm livin' swell, y'all!
I do my thing, that's why my name ring bells, y'all!
If you don't got ends, girls be frontin',
If you don't got ends, they ain't giving up nothin',
If you don't got ends, all the girls ignore you,
If you don't got ends, they act like they never saw you,
If you don't got ends…