Alright parents go head tuck the in, PG time is over This out to all the macks in the industry Huh, roll the tape (Yo, day ain't for hoes)
It's a thing that we're rappin' If it wasn't for the rappin', we'd be It's a thing that we're rappin' If it wasn't for the rappin, be mackin' a good thing that we're rappin'
There was a time when they called me Eddie the hoes and shook the red card steady It was Mike to those that Matter of fact, Icy Mike 'cause he was on them hoes
We was east coast headin' west I was rollin' shotgun, coolin' my man fresh Wes The blue Brougham was a drop top rag You tell we was pimps from the Las Vegas tags
'Cause that's how we it Hit a lick, paid cash, said nothin', pimp All of this was around eighty one I was in the life and had a good three run
Anyway, one Friday on the of the road in L.A. My man Wes hey, "I got a bitch in San Diego" "Cool", I said, "I'll see ya in a days I'm stay and play some L.A. hoes"
He said, "Alright yo, I'll see you soon" Yeah, that's how real players kick it see there ain't no We roll from city to city, kids playing hookie Later that night I a bitch named Cookie
She says, "I you and I want to make you rich" I says, "Oh yeah", I I worked the shit out this bitch She was fine too, niggas tell me nothin' Had brains too, did more than fucking
A real thoroughbred, played con a pro Man I'm tryin' to tell you, I had a money ho But the Sunset track got stale, went to jail Had to sling a yale to make bail
She said, "I'm hot baby, I can't work in this The pick me up just as soon as you put me down" I said, "Shut the up ho Who asked you to run mouth?"
She was right It was time to take a down south And to very day, when I think of how I was livin' then I got to say that
It's a good that I'm rappin' If it for the rappin', I'd be mackin' thing we got music If not I'd be stuck with a way to get ahead And we got to use it
It's a good that I'm rappin' If it for the rappin', I'd be mackin' Good thing we got If not I'd be stuck with a way to get ahead And we got to use it
call it ho po when your leakin' So you know ho po is when yo po, 'cause you got no ho I was po but I wasn't po ho, I had one ho But we was leakin' the money was slow
Coppin' means your goin' up and down I went from in Vegas to the back of GreyHound San Diego off Broadway, there to be a spot I think E Street and 5th where all the flocked
One I was cooling outside Saw my man Wes said, "Ah yeah, it's gonna be live" I was working a double breast leaf suit With my five hundred dollar brown Ballsy
Wes said, "It's how you wear 'em outside ya pants And by the way my ham in the alley" Ham sandwich meant Cadillac Quarter stripes, wheel kit on the back
It was snotty nose, that means the chrome Plate on the grill, for sunroof we say it had the blown I said, "This is inside, you ready to attack?" Wes looked at me said, "Mack mack mack mack"
My pimp stroll was cold gansta limpin' We stepped inside, of us screamed, "It's pimpin'" I was cognac, Wes was drinkin' gin Wasn't there twenty minutes fore my people in
I said, "What's up Cookie? you do?" She said, "Cool, reach the bar, so I can give you these feelings" We always did it like that, case the squad was peepin' This time wasn't, but this nigga who was leakin'
up and said, "Y'all gonna sell?" Wes said, "Nigga don't ya the P when you see it?" He said, "Oh, yo I know, I thought she's doin' business" I said, "Yeah, well it's true that a ho"
He said, "She with you, playa? 'Cause I'd really like to her" at her, said, "Baby, I'm a raw mother fucker" I said, "Yeah, might be true, but she don't need another nucka" Ain't no choosin', jump off slick, this one my snucka"
He said, "Whatchu by snucka?" "It ain't too hard to You call your nigga nucka, means she-nigga And figure this too, the bitch is down for my dirty another ho to go for yours"
He said, "But, I her" I said, "You be a rookie" Now this three, he cut me off and stepped to Cookie He said, "How do you feel this, my dear?"
I said, "Nigga you don't check my bitch like I ain't standin' Now I told you this woman sells pussy for me You and her ain't the two, and we the three But most of all nigga, I the one Now the fuck up off me son"
He said, "To another man's game is a shame" I said, "Leakin' ass nigga, game game Now I told you that's my and I gave you a chance" Reached down and started up the two from my pants
capped his ass, instead I look up and Wes done wrapped a pool stick this nigga's head So I put my shit away, we him down cowboy style Cookie up and says, "Baby you okay?"
I says, "Yo, all this excitements got you cha watchin'? Bitch get busy Go back and finish gettin' my money" The bartender laughed, said, "You pimp is funny"
And I'll tell you once It blows my mind, when I How I was living back yo
It's a good thing that I'm If it for the rappin', I'd be mackin' thing we got music If not I'd be stuck with findin' a way to get And we got to use it
It's a thing that I'm rappin' If it wasn't for the rappin, I'd be Good we got music If not I'd be stuck with a way to get ahead And we got to use it
And you stop Humpty in the house And yo I go, I go Doddie-doe-doe, Why must I the ho? but the mack in me (Nothin' but the mack in me)
You what I'm sayin' Doddie-doe-doe, Why I pimp the ho? Nothing but the in me (Nothin' nothin' but the in me)
Doddie-doe-doe, Why I pimp the ho? Nothing but the in me (Nothin' but the mack in me)
it Ho (Do the ho catcher) Ho (Do the ho catcher) (Ho catcher, ho catcher, do the ho catcher)
Doddie-doe-doe, Why I pimp the ho? but the mack in me (Nothin' but the mack in me)
it, doddie-doe-doe, doe-she-doe Why must I the ho? but the mack in me (Nothin' nothin' but the in me)
I said, the mother fuckin' ho (Pimp ho mack)
Yeah, bitch and big dicks don't ya 'Cause you been a ho too Know what I'm Yeah
Pimpinest, pimpinest, Pimpinest, pimpinest, pimpinest, up and hoes down Squares don't around town Know what I'm
Oh yeah, time to rest and mess Count my while I read the funnies Give my while I watch the soap operas it's pimpin', understand me?
Bitch what cha on your ass? the cars pass Pat your feet on the And go get my money