I know what you heard about me But a can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you see That I'm a motherfucking
I don't know you heard about me But a can't get a dollar 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 for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabbana She feed them fantasies, they pay her cause they want her I a little G, man, and my game got her A later have that ass up in the Ramada Them trick niggas in her ear they think about her I got the by the bar trying to get a drink up out her She my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk She from the country, think she like me I'm from New York I ain't that nigga trying to cause I want some head I'm that nigga to holla cause I want some bread I could care less how she perform she in the bed Bitch, hit track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid baby this is simple, you can't see You fucking me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard 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 That I'm a P-I-M-P
I'm bout my money you see, girl you can at me If you fucking with me, I'm a Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no full of hair, bitch, I'm a P-I-M-P Come get money with me if you to see How it to be with a P-I-M-P in the Benz with me, you could watch TV From the of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P Girl, we could pop some champagne and we could have a We could toast to the life, girl, we could have it all We really splurge, girl, and tear up the mall If ever you needed someone I'm the one you should I'll be there to you up if ever you should fall If you got problems I can solve 'em, they big or small That nigga you be with ain't 'bout shit I'm your friend, father, and confidant, bitch
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 don't what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you see That I'm a motherfucking
I told you fools before, I with the tools I keep a Benz, some rims, and some I holla at a ho I got a bitch confused She got on Payless; me? I got on shoes I'm shopping for chinchillas in the summer, they Man, this ho you can have her, I'm done I ain't gon' keep her Man, bitches come and go, every nigga know You saying it's secret, but you gotta keep it on the low Bitch, choose with me, have you stripping in the street Put my hoes down, you get your ass beat Now my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread The nigga she was with put stitches in her head Get your ho out of pocket, 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 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 get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you see I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
Yeah, in Hollywoood 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? say I talk a little fast, but if you listen a little faster I ain't got to slow down for you to up, bitch