P.I.M.P.

Album: Get Rich Or Die Tryin (2003)

Get Rich or Die tryin

(Chorus 2x) I do not know what u heard about me But a bitch canīt get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms u canīt see That I am a motherf*cking P-I-M-P

(Verse1) Now shorty she in da club, she has dancing for dollars She got a thing for that gucci, that Fendi, that Prada That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabbana She has feeding fools fantasies they pay her cuz they want her I spit a little G man & my game got her A hour later had her ass up in the Ramada Them trick niggas in they ear saying they think about her I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk She from the country, think she like me cuz I am from New York I ainīt that nigga trying to holla cuz I want some head I am that nigga trying to holla cuz I want some bread I could care less how she perform while she in the bed Bitches that try catch a date & come & play the kid Look baby this is simple u cant see, u f*cking with me u f*cking with a P-I-M-P

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(Verse 2) I am by my money u see, girl u can holla at me If you f*cking with me, I am a P-I-M-P Not what u see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy Head full of hair bitch I am a P-I-M-P Come get money with me, if you curious to see How it feels to be with a P-I-M-P Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch some TV From the backseat of my V, I am a P-I-M-P Girl we could pop some champagne, & we couldīve a ball We could toast to the good life, girl we couldīve it all We could really splurge girl, & tear up the mall If ever you need some one, I am the one u should call Ill be there to pick u up if ever u should fall If you got problems I could solve them, they big or they small That other nigga u be with ainīt about shit I am your friend, your father, your confidant, BITCH

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(Verse 3) Shorty I told u fools before, I stay with the twos I keep a Benz, some rims, & some jewels I holla at a hoe until I got a bitch confused She got on payless, me I got on gator shoes I am shopping for Chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper Man this ho, you couldīve her when I am done I ainīt going to keep her Man bitches come & go, every nigga & pimp they know They say mystique but you ainīt have got to keep it on the low Bitch tutor me how u strippin in the street Put my other hoes down u get your ass beat Now lick my bottom bitch, u always come up with my bread The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head Get your hoe outta pocket I put a charge on the bitch Cuz I need 4 TVs & they Mgs for a 6 Hoe make the pimp rich, I ainīt payin bitch Catch a dick, such a dick shiiiiiit...trick

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Yeah, In Hollywood they say theres no business like show business In the hood they say theres no business like ho business U know See I talk a little fast, but if u listen real fast I ainīt have got to slow down for u 2 catch up BITCH Hahaha, Yeah