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 don't know what you heard 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 for dollars She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, Prada That BCBG, Burberry, and Gabbana She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they her I spit a little G, man, and my got her A hour have that ass up in the Ramada trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a 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 New York I ain't that nigga trying to holla I want some head I'm nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread I could care less how she 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 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 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, girl you can at me If you fucking with me, I'm a Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no Head full of hair, bitch, I'm a Come get money with me if you to see How it to be with a P-I-M-P Roll in the Benz with me, you could 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 call I'll be there to pick you up if ever you fall If you got I can solve 'em, they big or they small other nigga you be with ain't 'bout shit I'm your friend, father, and confidant, bitch
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 motherfucking
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 told you fools before, I stay with the I keep a Benz, some rims, and 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 come and go, nigga pimping know You saying it's secret, but you ain't gotta it on the low Bitch, choose me, I'll have you stripping in the street Put my other hoes down, you get ass beat Now my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread The last nigga she was with put stitches in her Get your ho out of pocket, put a charge on a bitch Cause I need 4 TVs and for the six Ho a pimp rich, I ain't paying bitch a date, suck 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 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 motherfucking
Yeah, in Hollywoood say "there's no b'ness like show b'ness" In the hood they say "there's no like ho b'ness", you know? They say I talk a little fast, but if you a little faster I got to slow down for you to catch up, bitch