Luyện nghe bài hát Pimp C

(feat. Ron Isley)

[Nelly] go {This is too, too, pimpish} c'mon

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

+ (Ron Isley)
I'm still in that, seventy-four, the in DeVille
Still got the seats, the leather, wood on the (won'tcha)
One touch on my but mama leave it alone now
Can't you see it? It's goin on it's own now
(Ooooooooh-oooh!) how we do it baby
(Ahh yeah.) Seven
. We three-sixty-five
I ya - winter spring and fall, in the summer we ride
(Oooh) Still actin you never seen it before - before
them country boys ain't got no dough
(Chick please) Get in.
(Dust your off) befo' you touch that flo'
Cause you wanna put your 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)
Juice (uh-uhh uh. uh-uhh uh)
I think I need to let her (uh-uhh uh)
(I ya) This old lady (oh man) she's so shady
(Ooooh, uh-uhh uh.) Yeah (uh-uhh uh. uh)
(I tell ya) I can't it (no no)
Cause she's break me (yeah)

+ (Ron Isley)
I'm still - clean as a whistle, as a razor (uh-huh)
In anythang Vokal to the Gators (now listen)
Still play the (OWW!) like they should be played
And I'm quick to lay a (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 Juice jackin -
If we were hoopin, I'd be yellin "They - they hackin"
And I see you momma, in your Dolce (woo!)
Gucci and boo you look even hotter
The lucciana no problem for poppa
Shoppin sprees, got the keys, if you want it I
So you to put your feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you wanna put your on my rug (don'tcha?)
You're in a (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
I you Green Bay Packin about my.

w/ minor variations

+ (Ron Isley)
See now your Pimp Juice is anything, attract the sex
I'm talkin 'bout money, fame, or intellect
It don't matter, see got the Pimp Juice too
Come to think it - dirty, they got mo' than we do
They got mo' (juice in walk) they got mo' (juice in they talk)
And if you look got (juice in they pants) you be like, damn!
I you man it's a cryin shame, cryin shame.
. how women out herre use, they use the in vein - you hear me mayne
Pimp is color blind, color blind color blind
You find it work on all creeds and kinds (whoah-ohhh)
From ages 50 down to 9 down to 9
Yo it's the Mayor, Mr. Biggs, uh-uh yo won't resign (watch me recline)
you wanna 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 Isley until fade*}

[Ron She wants you for your Pimp Juice.