I gotta you motherfuckers the truth This is G shit And all you can do is it
McVay] Well I'ma state my name, Swift None of niggaz got shit to say keep comin off like a toupee Plus I'm big runnin things my way A selfish man, the of the hand Be slappin the out of hoes because I can Prostitute, I want my And I don't give a fuck your broke-ass man and Y'all givin what they need until bitches understand I'm and Swift is, blowin up Courvosier I'm throwin up Wanna playa hate me, bitch so yo' function? Where's yo' bucks? All you wanna do is stick him up You wanna me but I got too much (hah) D-12, naturally You niggaz better duck when I cock the You fuck wit me, I wit you entourage, nigga fuck them too I got What the hell your little twenty-two do? (Y'all ain't shoot) Y'all major gettin mad cause I paid 'em off, made 'em cough blood and That's what the hell you get, we runs this bitch? So hey, you ain't gotta be scared to If you want head, then prepare to (do it) Even if the nigga don't to nut For every stroke, it's a bucks the game, you just a slut So open your legs up and get my
[Chorus: Eminem w/ Dina You a .. (hoe) You my .. (hoe) .. (hoe) I'm yo' pimp, you my [repeat part 3X]
Go get my .. (dough) Go me my .. (dough) .. (hoe) I'm yo' pimp, you my
I spit game, no longer than my name Then when my chain hang, my nuts do the Don't pay pussy, pay me Bitch, slut, whore or (yup) And knowin the fact, I was to mack That's why I got a hoe in the back, my sac Got good game, that's a thang What'd you brang, loot or Let 'em all bang, run that Tell that trick nigga (come please!) Rob a L7, that's a You a bottom hoe, you got to Off you I to make a lot of dough So fast bitch, and swallow slow [swish-slap-swish] (AH!) Bitch quit back [swish-slap-swish] (AH!) Now walk the
Artis] I don't pay for ass, you my gas You get slapped when we're of cash I get when I hit the gas And I holla out the window of the Where's my Bitch, that's, it Suck it it make me rich As a token of my it's another for you to hit I don't give a if you gotta go home to the kids You shoulda picked another trick Now you're with me, fuck with me and I'ma you up in this truck You have lost your mind or Cryin and whinin like you or somethin Go suck some until it aches for Bufferin You don't You make nothin I'm just case of a lazy husband
I the paper stack Buy you an outfit, then take it When you page me BITCH I never you back You only act a certain way I make you act (whattup) Hoes recognize, and do too Cause they realize niggaz do shoot Don't like a that act too cute hold my gat down when I shoot hoops (oh yeah) And don't be askin me, all of questions All harassin me, stressin Or I may to release some aggression you to death and teach you a lesson Lookin for handouts like you my spouse Pull your down and fuck my mans now your damn mouth or get in the damn house Off with the damn blouse and suck on my crotch
Sell that Sell that bitch Get out there and switch and go Bizarre rich You gotta itch, you dirty bitch Now get on the corner, and start suckin some Niggaz want pussy, and I need So mom, get out there and start yo' dirty ass Bizarre quick to hit 'em, and then 'em Fuck it; I'll let you hit one of my (Somebody I'm on 7 Mile and ..) Shut up bitch, you talk too Now you about to get in your dirty butt You never seen a pimp like me, out whorin Shut your fuckin mouth and be out by the mornin Cause I'm the pimp, you ever heard of Give me my five-thousand, and take cheeseburger (bitch!) Go suck dick in the of the party So what if you on your period, blood never hurt
[Eminem w/ Dina You a .. (hoe) You a .. (hoe) all you is .. (hoe, hoe, hoe) You just a, ass bitch A dirty ass, nasty ass, ass, filthy ass, stanky ass bitch (Oooh, ooh-OOOH) Hahahahaha... (lahhh-aHHH) But I you... (hahaha) .. Kim (mmm)
And you have it god damnit, the fundamentals of pimpin You heard it here first, the Dirtiest Dozen you seen in yo' god damn life Yo this is Rondell Fiend on the And we keep the pussyholes smilin, we always whylin YouknowhatI'msayin? Fuck all what everybody else about We let you know right Big pimpin, it ain't dead, we love gettin head, in a bed That's just we do You know we was heroin pimp parties back in 1968 The is all great see you at eight, bitch