Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp C

(feat. Ron Isley)

[Nelly] Let's go {This is too, too, pimpish}

[Ron
yea
Oooooh yeah, ooh!
She wants you for your Juice
I can't take it, cause gon' break me for my Pimp Juice
I I better cut her loose
She me for my Pimp Juice
I better CUT HER LOOSE!

+ (Ron Isley)
I'm in that, seventy-four, the Coupe in DeVille
Still got the seats, the leather, on the wheel (won'tcha)
One touch on my sunroof but leave it alone now
you see it? It's goin back on it's own now
(Ooooooooh-oooh!) how we do it baby
(Ahh yeah.) dayy-ayyys
. We three-sixty-five
I tell ya - winter and fall, in the summer we ride
(Oooh) Still actin like you never seen it before -
Like them country ain't got no dough
(Chick please) Get in.
(Dust your shoes off) you touch that flo'
Cause you wanna put your on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you to put your feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
You're in a (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
You ain't Russia, uh-uh. OOH!

[Chorus: Ron + (Nelly)
Pimp (uh-uhh uh. uh-uhh uh)
I think I need to let her (uh-uhh uh)
(I tell ya) old lady (oh man) she's so shady
(Ooooh, uh-uhh uh.) (uh-uhh uh. uh-uhh uh)
(I ya) I can't take it (no no)
Cause she's break me (yeah)

+ (Ron Isley)
I'm still - as a whistle, sharp as a razor (uh-huh)
In anythang from Vokal to the (now listen)
play the haters (OWW!) like they should be played
And I'm quick to lay a (OWW!) if she want no delays
Still got the fade, still 'bout braids ('bout braids)
See with braids steady switchin to fades (oh-oh-oh)
just the Pimp Juice jackin - jackin
If we were hoopin, I'd be yellin "They - they hackin"
And I see you momma, in your Dolce (woo!)
Gucci and Prada boo you look even
The ain't no problem for poppa
Shoppin sprees, got the keys, if you want it I
So you look to put feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you wanna put feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
You're in a (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
I you Green Bay Packin about my.

w/ minor variations

+ (Ron Isley)
See now your Pimp Juice is anything, attract the sex
I'm 'bout money, fame, or straight intellect
It don't matter, see women got the Juice too
Come to about it - dirty, they got mo' than we do
They got mo' (juice in they walk) they got mo' (juice in talk)
And if you they got (juice in they pants) you be like, damn!
I tell you man a cryin shame, cryin shame.
. how women out herre use, they use the juice in - you hear me mayne
Pimp Juice is color blind, color blind blind
You it work on all color creeds and kinds (whoah-ohhh)
From ages 50 right down to 9 to 9
Yo it's the Mayor, Mr. Biggs, yo they won't resign (watch me recline)
Cause you put your feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you go to put feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
You're in a (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
Stand on my boo. C'MON!

[Chorus] w/ variations

{*Ron Isley until fade*}

[Ron She wants you for your Pimp Juice.