Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp C

(feat. Ron Isley)

[Nelly] Let's go {This is too, too, c'mon

[Ron
yea
Oooooh yeah, ooh!
She you for your Pimp Juice
I can't take it, cause she's gon' me for my Pimp Juice
I think I cut her loose
She wants me for my Pimp
I better CUT HER LOOSE!

+ (Ron Isley)
I'm in that, seventy-four, the Coupe in DeVille
Still got the seats, the leather, on the wheel (won'tcha)
One touch on my but mama leave it alone now
you see it? It's goin back on it's own now
(Ooooooooh-oooh!) how we do it baby
(Ahh yeah.) dayy-ayyys
. We three-sixty-five
I tell ya - spring and fall, in the summer we ride
(Oooh) Still like you never seen it before - before
Like them boys ain't got no dough
(Chick please) Get in.
(Dust your shoes off) befo' you touch flo'
Cause you put your feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you to put your feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
in a hurry (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
You ain't Russia, uh-uh. OOH!

[Chorus: Ron + (Nelly)
Pimp Juice (uh-uhh uh. uh)
I think I need to let her (uh-uhh uh)
(I tell ya) This old lady (oh man) she's so
(Ooooh, uh.) Yeah (uh-uhh uh. uh-uhh uh)
(I ya) I can't take it (no no)
Cause gon' break me (yeah)

+ (Ron Isley)
I'm still - clean as a whistle, as a razor (uh-huh)
In anythang from Vokal to the (now listen)
Still play the haters (OWW!) like they be played
And I'm to lay a lady (OWW!) if she want no delays
got the fade, still thinkin 'bout braids ('bout braids)
See cats with braids steady to fades (oh-oh-oh)
That's just the Pimp jackin - jackin
If we were hoopin, I'd be yellin "They hackin - hackin"
And I see you momma, in your Dolce (woo!)
and Prada boo you look even hotter
The lucciana no problem for poppa
sprees, got the keys, if you want it I gotta
So you look to put your on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you put your feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
You're in a (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
I send you Green Bay Packin my.

[Chorus] w/ variations

+ (Ron Isley)
See now your Pimp is anything, attract the opposite sex
I'm talkin 'bout money, fame, or intellect
It matter, see women got the Pimp Juice too
Come to think about it - dirty, got mo' than we do
They got mo' (juice in they walk) they got mo' (juice in talk)
And if you look got (juice in they pants) you be like, damn!
I tell you man a cryin shame, cryin shame.
. how women out herre use, they use the juice in vein - you me mayne
Juice is color blind, color blind color blind
You find it on all color creeds and kinds (whoah-ohhh)
From 50 right down to 9 down to 9
Yo it's the Mayor, Mr. Biggs, uh-uh yo they resign (watch me recline)
Cause you put your feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you go to put feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
in a hurry (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
Stand on my boo. C'MON!

[Chorus] w/ minor

{*Ron harmonizes until fade*}

Isley] She wants you for your Pimp Juice.