I know 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 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
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, Prada That BCBG, Burberry, and Gabbana She feed them foolish fantasies, pay her cause they want her I spit a G, man, and my game got her A hour have that ass up in the Ramada Them niggas in her ear saying they think about her I got the bitch by the bar to get a drink up out her She like my style, she 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 to holla cause I want some head I'm that nigga trying to holla cause I want some I could care less how she perform she in the bed Bitch, hit that track, catch a date, and and pay the kid baby this is simple, you can't see You fucking with me, you fucking a P-I-M-P
I don't know 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 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
I'm bout my money you see, you can holla at me If you with 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 get money with me if you curious to see How it feels to be 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 and we could have a ball We could to the good life, girl, we could have it all We could really splurge, girl, and up the mall If ever you needed someone I'm the one you should I'll be there to pick you up if ever you should If you got problems I can 'em, they big or they small That nigga you be with ain't 'bout shit I'm your friend, your father, and confidant,
I don't know what you about 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 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 you fools before, I stay with the tools I a Benz, some rims, and some jewels I holla at a ho 'til I got a confused She got on me? I got on gator shoes I'm shopping for chinchillas in the summer, they Man, this ho you can her, when I'm done I ain't gon' keep her Man, come and go, every nigga pimping know You it's secret, but you ain't gotta keep it on the low Bitch, choose with me, have you stripping in the street Put my other hoes down, you get your ass Now Niki my bitch, she always come up with my bread The last nigga she was with put stitches in her Get ho out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch Cause I need 4 TVs and for the six Ho make a rich, I ain't paying bitch Catch a date, a dick, shit, trick
I don't know what you heard 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 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
Yeah, in Hollywoood 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? They say I talk a little fast, but if you listen a little I ain't got to slow for you to catch up, bitch