I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P.I.M.P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P.I.M.P
Now shorty, she in the club,
she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci,
that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
She feed them foolish fantasies,
they pay her 'cause 'cause they want her
I spit a little G, man,
and my game got her
A hour later have that ass
up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in in her ear
sayin' 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 'cause I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga nigga trying to holla
'cause I want some head
I'm that nigga trying to holla
'cause I want some bread
I could care less less how she perform
when she in the bed
Bitch, hit that track, catch a date,
and come and pay the kid
Look baby this is simple,
you can't see
You fucking with me,
you fucking with a P.I.M.P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P.I.M.P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P.I.M.P
I'm 'bout my money you see, girl,
you can holla at me
If you fucking with with me, I'm a P.I.M.P
Not what you see on TV,
no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair, bitch, I'm 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 the TV
From the backseat of my V, I'm a P.I.M.P
Girl, we could pop some champagne
and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, girl,
we could have it all
We could really splurge, girl,
and tear up the mall
If ever you needed someone
I'm the one you should call
I'll be there to pick you up
if ever you should fall
If you got problems I can solve 'em,
they big or they small
That other nigga you be
with ain't 'bout shit
I'm your friend, your father,
and confidant, bitch
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P.I.M.P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P.I.M.P
I told you fools before,
I stay with the tools
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holla at a ho 'til I got a bitch confused
She got on Payless, me? I got on gator shoes
I'm shopping for chinchillas
in the summer, they cheaper
Man, this ho you can have her,
when I'm done I ain't gon' keep her
Man, bitches come and go,
every nigga pimping know
This ain't a secret,
you ain't gotta keep it on the low
Bitch, choose on me,
I'll have you stripping in the street
Put my other hoes down,
you get your ass beat
Now Niki my bottom bitch,
she always come up with my bread
The last nigga she was with
put stitches in her head
Get your ho out of pocket,
I'll put a charge on a bitch
'Cause I need four TVs
and AMGs for the six
Ho make make a pimp rich,
I ain't paying, bitch
Catch a date, suck a dick, shit, trick
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P.I.M.P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P.I.M.P
Yeah, in Hollywood they say,
"There's no business like show business"
In the hood they say
"There's no business like ho business",
you know?
They say I talk a little fast,
but if you listen a little faster
I ain't got to slow down
for you to catch up, bitch
Yeah!
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