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 know what you heard 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
Now shorty, she in the club, she for dollars She got a for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabbana She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause want her I a little G, man, and my game got her A hour have that ass up in the Ramada Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think her I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a up out her She my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk She from the country, she like me cause I'm from New York I ain't that nigga trying to holla I want some head I'm that nigga trying to holla cause I some bread I care less how she perform when she in the bed Bitch, hit that track, a date, and come and pay the kid Look baby 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 I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
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 P-I-M-P
I'm bout my 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 with me, you could TV From the backseat of my V, I'm a Girl, we could pop some and we could have a ball We could toast to the life, girl, we could have it all We could splurge, girl, and tear up the mall If you needed someone I'm the one you should call I'll be there to pick you up if you should fall If you got I can solve 'em, they big or they small That other nigga you be with ain't shit I'm your friend, your father, and confidant,
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
I don't 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 P-I-M-P
I told you fools before, I stay with the I keep a Benz, rims, and some jewels I holla at a ho I got a bitch confused She got on me? I got on gator shoes I'm shopping for chinchillas in the summer, cheaper Man, this ho you can have her, when I'm done I ain't keep her Man, bitches and go, every nigga pimping know You saying it's secret, but you ain't keep it on the low Bitch, with me, I'll have you stripping in the street Put my other hoes down, you get your ass Now Niki my bottom bitch, she always come up my bread The last nigga she was with put in her head Get your ho out of pocket, I'll put a 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 know what you about me But a bitch get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you see That I'm a motherfucking
I don't what you heard 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
Yeah, in they say "there's no b'ness like show b'ness" In the hood they say "there's no b'ness 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