I don't know what you about me But a bitch can't get a out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you see That I'm a P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard me But a bitch can't get a out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you see That I'm a P-I-M-P
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for She got a thing for Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and She feed them foolish fantasies, pay her cause they want her I spit a G, man, and my game got her A later have that ass up in the Ramada Them trick niggas in her ear saying think about her I got the by the bar trying to get a drink up out her She like my style, she like my smile, she the way I talk She from the country, think she like me cause I'm from New I ain't that nigga trying to holla I want some head I'm that nigga trying to holla cause I want bread I could care less how she when she in the bed Bitch, hit that track, catch a date, and and pay the kid Look this is simple, you can't see You with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard me But a can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you see I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
I don't know what you about me But a bitch can't get a out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you see I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
I'm my money you see, girl you can holla at me If you fucking me, I'm a P-I-M-P Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no Head full of hair, bitch, I'm a Come get with me if you curious to see How it feels to be a P-I-M-P Roll in the Benz me, you could watch TV the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P Girl, we pop some champagne and we could have a ball We could toast to the good life, girl, we have it all We could really splurge, girl, and up the mall If ever you needed I'm the one you should call I'll be there to pick you up if ever you should If you got I can solve 'em, they big or they small That other nigga you be ain't 'bout shit I'm your friend, your father, and confidant,
I don't what you heard about me But a bitch get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you see That I'm a P-I-M-P
I don't know what you about me But a can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you see I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
I told you fools before, I stay the tools I a Benz, some rims, and some jewels I holla at a ho I got a bitch confused She got on Payless; me? I got on shoes I'm shopping for in the summer, they cheaper Man, this ho you can have her, I'm done I ain't gon' keep her Man, bitches come and go, every pimping know You saying it's secret, but you ain't keep it on the low Bitch, choose with me, I'll you stripping in the street Put my hoes down, you get your ass beat Now Niki my bottom bitch, she always up with my bread The last nigga she was with put in her head Get ho out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch Cause I 4 TVs and AMGs for the six Ho make a pimp rich, I paying bitch Catch a date, a dick, shit, trick
I don't what you heard about me But a bitch get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you see That I'm a motherfucking
I know what you heard about me But a can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you see I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
Yeah, in they say "there's no b'ness like show b'ness" In the they say "there's no b'ness like ho b'ness", you know? They say I a little fast, but if you listen a little faster I ain't got to down for you to catch up, bitch