| Song | Purse First |
| Artist | Young Buck |
| Album | T.I.P. |
| Yeah, what's up girl | |
| Both of us tryin' to hit the spot | |
| Shit, we both can do it | |
| Where I come from | |
| Uh huh, uh huh niggaz be hustles | |
| Niggaz put it down | |
| It's purse first ass last | |
| Let's get this money baby | |
| Girl tell me now is you with me | |
| As long as you pay me | |
| We split the profits fifty, fifty | |
| I call you my lady | |
| If you surrender then I'm your nigga | |
| Become of member | |
| Of what I call my money getters | |
| Now, ain't no bullshitters ever made it far in life | |
| Only the hard hitters get foriegn cars and all the ice | |
| Turn off the light | |
| Let me show you what this nigga 'bout | |
| You lookin' right | |
| But my money still I gotta count | |
| It ain't no love lost | |
| Baby girl my love cost | |
| Let me get that out ya | |
| You know this nigga love to floss | |
| Both of us can ball bitch | |
| Soon you'll have of this | |
| I know you know the rules | |
| I get paid that mean we all rich | |
| Ten niggaz want pussy | |
| That mean you let 'em all hit | |
| Make my money, make it quick | |
| Then you better call me bitch | |
| look toward the future | |
| Forget about the past | |
| Better act like ya know | |
| It's purse first and ass last | |
| (Hook) | |
| Bitch it's purse first and ass last | |
| Now how you livin' ho | |
| We both can get this damn cash | |
| I know ya heard me bitch | |
| It's purse first and ass last | |
| Now how you livin' ho | |
| We both can get this damn cash | |
| I ain't no pimp but | |
| It's purse first and ass last | |
| Now how you livin' ho | |
| We both can get this damn cash | |
| I know ya heard me bitch | |
| It's purse first and ass last | |
| Now how you livin' bitch | |
| We both can get this damn cash | |
| I know ya heard me uh uh | |
| Nigga when the goin' gets tough | |
| The hoin' gets fluff | |
| You showin' shit stuff | |
| Gotta go an get tough | |
| In there fuckin' for free | |
| You duckin' and pee suckin' that dee | |
| Less than three then you can't be fuckin' for me | |
| Jobbin' and shuckin' a G | |
| Got the game all crossed crissed | |
| Fucked around and be done lost this | |
| Bitches gettin' tossed this | |
| Yourself as my main ho | |
| Pussy slangin' bed pro | |
| You ain't got no money | |
| Nigga what the fuck you ask for head fo' | |
| Why, because I said so | |
| Don't make me let that lead go | |
| Better head yo ass back up in them hills | |
| Like fuckin' Jethro | |
| We down in the field posted up | |
| Pourin' Cristal toasted up | |
| If niggaz got figures | |
| Take 'em to the telly bitch you posed to fuck | |
| Take it off bitch | |
| Now look at me workin' wood wheel | |
| Sit back and see how the benefits of twerkin' could feel | |
| But being first born we curse worst than yo past | |
| That ho fast ass cuz it's purse first and ass last | |
| (Hook) | |
| Now tell them broads carry on | |
| Sippin' on Dom Pérignon | |
| Who me, maybe Corleone | |
| Call me lil' mobster | |
| Feedin' them lobsters | |
| Countin' mills with my Cuban partners | |
| Ninety-nine percent p-i-m-p | |
| Purse first, that's the slogan when you rollin' with me | |
| Game recognize game | |
| Soon as you you try, who you paid | |
| I'm a smart dove | |
| So you lucky to get some love | |
| What it is and what it was | |
| So keep that shit up on the cuz | |
| I floss endless | |
| You gettin' tempted cuz I'm pimpalicious | |
| Girlfriends wanna hit this | |
| Now you aimin' for my riches | |
| We roll Swishers | |
| Light up trees like it was Christmas | |
| Splitalicious, now you can be my broad if you with this | |
| As you can see girl I don't really need you | |
| Keep them girls for the money | |
| Show you the baller preview | |
| Keep yo eyes open | |
| Broads read niggaz like they see through | |
| Throw 'em a couple g's | |
| They wanna be with you | |
| The way I play my cards | |
| Show 'em the ice like I'm a superstar | |
| See where they comin' at | |
| And keep 'em away from that | |
| Platinum coated diamonds | |
| Show the pump where I'm livin' at | |
| Now is you with it | |
| You ain't a playa you nigga | |
| You a nigga with money tryin' to fake friend ya picture | |
| Now how you gon' play the bower a tia for that money richer | |
| And when you call ya broad that bitch don't even come up with ya | |
| All up in another nigga's crib but she done fuckin' with ya | |
| Now see I start 'em up | |
| And then I hit 'em up | |
| Switch 'em up and dish 'em up | |
| And let my niggaz hit 'em up | |
| (Hook) |
| Yeah, what' s up girl | |
| Both of us tryin' to hit the spot | |
| Shit, we both can do it | |
| Where I come from | |
| Uh huh, uh huh niggaz be hustles | |
| Niggaz put it down | |
| It' s purse first ass last | |
| Let' s get this money baby | |
| Girl tell me now is you with me | |
| As long as you pay me | |
| We split the profits fifty, fifty | |
| I call you my lady | |
| If you surrender then I' m your nigga | |
| Become of member | |
| Of what I call my money getters | |
| Now, ain' t no bullshitters ever made it far in life | |
| Only the hard hitters get foriegn cars and all the ice | |
| Turn off the light | |
| Let me show you what this nigga ' bout | |
| You lookin' right | |
| But my money still I gotta count | |
| It ain' t no love lost | |
| Baby girl my love cost | |
| Let me get that out ya | |
| You know this nigga love to floss | |
| Both of us can ball bitch | |
| Soon you' ll have of this | |
| I know you know the rules | |
| I get paid that mean we all rich | |
| Ten niggaz want pussy | |
| That mean you let ' em all hit | |
| Make my money, make it quick | |
| Then you better call me bitch | |
| look toward the future | |
| Forget about the past | |
| Better act like ya know | |
| It' s purse first and ass last | |
| Hook | |
| Bitch it' s purse first and ass last | |
| Now how you livin' ho | |
| We both can get this damn cash | |
| I know ya heard me bitch | |
| It' s purse first and ass last | |
| Now how you livin' ho | |
| We both can get this damn cash | |
| I ain' t no pimp but | |
| It' s purse first and ass last | |
| Now how you livin' ho | |
| We both can get this damn cash | |
| I know ya heard me bitch | |
| It' s purse first and ass last | |
| Now how you livin' bitch | |
| We both can get this damn cash | |
| I know ya heard me uh uh | |
| Nigga when the goin' gets tough | |
| The hoin' gets fluff | |
| You showin' shit stuff | |
| Gotta go an get tough | |
| In there fuckin' for free | |
| You duckin' and pee suckin' that dee | |
| Less than three then you can' t be fuckin' for me | |
| Jobbin' and shuckin' a G | |
| Got the game all crossed crissed | |
| Fucked around and be done lost this | |
| Bitches gettin' tossed this | |
| Yourself as my main ho | |
| Pussy slangin' bed pro | |
| You ain' t got no money | |
| Nigga what the fuck you ask for head fo' | |
| Why, because I said so | |
| Don' t make me let that lead go | |
| Better head yo ass back up in them hills | |
| Like fuckin' Jethro | |
| We down in the field posted up | |
| Pourin' Cristal toasted up | |
| If niggaz got figures | |
| Take ' em to the telly bitch you posed to fuck | |
| Take it off bitch | |
| Now look at me workin' wood wheel | |
| Sit back and see how the benefits of twerkin' could feel | |
| But being first born we curse worst than yo past | |
| That ho fast ass cuz it' s purse first and ass last | |
| Hook | |
| Now tell them broads carry on | |
| Sippin' on Dom Pé rignon | |
| Who me, maybe Corleone | |
| Call me lil' mobster | |
| Feedin' them lobsters | |
| Countin' mills with my Cuban partners | |
| Ninetynine percent pimp | |
| Purse first, that' s the slogan when you rollin' with me | |
| Game recognize game | |
| Soon as you you try, who you paid | |
| I' m a smart dove | |
| So you lucky to get some love | |
| What it is and what it was | |
| So keep that shit up on the cuz | |
| I floss endless | |
| You gettin' tempted cuz I' m pimpalicious | |
| Girlfriends wanna hit this | |
| Now you aimin' for my riches | |
| We roll Swishers | |
| Light up trees like it was Christmas | |
| Splitalicious, now you can be my broad if you with this | |
| As you can see girl I don' t really need you | |
| Keep them girls for the money | |
| Show you the baller preview | |
| Keep yo eyes open | |
| Broads read niggaz like they see through | |
| Throw ' em a couple g' s | |
| They wanna be with you | |
| The way I play my cards | |
| Show ' em the ice like I' m a superstar | |
| See where they comin' at | |
| And keep ' em away from that | |
| Platinum coated diamonds | |
| Show the pump where I' m livin' at | |
| Now is you with it | |
| You ain' t a playa you nigga | |
| You a nigga with money tryin' to fake friend ya picture | |
| Now how you gon' play the bower a tia for that money richer | |
| And when you call ya broad that bitch don' t even come up with ya | |
| All up in another nigga' s crib but she done fuckin' with ya | |
| Now see I start ' em up | |
| And then I hit ' em up | |
| Switch ' em up and dish ' em up | |
| And let my niggaz hit ' em up | |
| Hook |