I don't know what you 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 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
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, Prada BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabbana She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her they want her I spit a little G, man, and my got her A hour later that ass up in the Ramada Them trick niggas in her ear saying they about her I got the by the bar trying 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 cause I'm from New I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want head I'm nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread I could care how she perform when she in the bed Bitch, hit that track, catch a date, and and pay the kid Look this is simple, you can't see You with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P
I don't know 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
I don't know what you about me But a bitch can't get a out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you see That I'm a motherfucking
I'm bout my you see, girl you can holla at me If you with me, I'm a P-I-M-P Not you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy full of hair, bitch, I'm a P-I-M-P Come get money 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 the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P Girl, we pop some champagne and we could have a ball We could toast to the good life, girl, we could it all We really 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 ever you should If you got problems I can solve 'em, they big or they That other nigga you be 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 That I'm a motherfucking
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
I told you before, I stay with the tools I keep a Benz, rims, and some jewels I holla at a ho I got a bitch confused She got on Payless; me? I got on gator I'm shopping for chinchillas in the summer, cheaper Man, this ho you can have her, when I'm I ain't gon' keep her Man, bitches come and go, every nigga know You saying it's secret, but you ain't gotta 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 last nigga she was 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 rich, I ain't paying bitch Catch a date, suck a dick, shit,
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 motherfucking
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 they say "there's no like show b'ness" In the hood 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 catch up,