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Published : April 03, 2008 |
Author : 50_Cents
Song Lyrics By : 50 Cents Lyrics | Total Views
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50 CENT LYRICS
"P.I.M.P."
[Chorus]
I don't know what you heard
about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms,
you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking
P-I-M-P
[Repeat]
[Verse 1]
Now shorty, she in the
club, she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi,
that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana
She feed them foolish
fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna
I spit a little G man, and my game
got her
A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in
her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get
a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I
talk
She from the country, think she like me cause I'm from New York
I
ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head
I'm that nigga trying
to holla cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she
in the bed
Bitch hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the
kid
Look baby this is simple, you can't see
You fucking with me, you
fucking with a P-I-M-P
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I'm
bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me
If you fucking with me, I'm a
P-I-M-P
Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair,
bitch I'm a P-I-M-P
Come get money with me, if you curious to see
how it
feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch
TV
From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P
Girl we could pop some
champagne and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, girl we
could have it all
We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall
If
ever you needed someone, I'm the one you should call
I'll be there to pick
you up, if ever you should fall
If you got problems, I can solve'em, they big
or they small
That other nigga you be with ain't bout shit
I'm your
friend, your father, and confidant,
BITCH
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I told you fools before,
I stay with the tools
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holla at
a hoe til I got a bitch confused
She got on Payless, me I got on gator
shoes
I'm shopping for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper
Man this
hoe you can have her, when I'm done I ain't gon keep her
Man, bitches come
and go, every nigga pimpin know
You saying it's secret, but you ain't gotta
keep it on the low
Bitch choose with me, I'll have you stripping in the
street
Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat
Now Nik my bottom
bitch, she always come up with my bread
The last nigga she was with put
stitches in her head
Get your hoe out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a
bitch
Cause I need 4 TVs and AMGs for the six
Hoe make a pimp rich, I
ain't paying bitch
Catch a date, suck a dick, shiiit,
TRICK
[Chorus]
Yeah, in Hollywoood they say there's no
b'ness like show b'ness
In the hood they say, there's no b'ness like hoe
b'ness ya know
They say I talk a lil fast, but if you listen a lil
faster
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, BITCH
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