Artist - 50 Cent
Album - Get Rich Or Die Tryin'
Lyrics - Pimp
[Hook] I don't know what u heard about me but a bitch can't get a dollar outta me no cadillac, no perm, u can't see that imma muthafuckin P.I.M.P
[1st verse] Now shorty she in the clbu she dancin for dollas she got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, tha Prada. That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce&Gabbana. She feed them fools fantasies, they pay her cuz they want her. I spit a lil' G man and my game got her a hour lata i had ass up in the Ramada. Them trick niggas in her ear sayin they think about her i got the bitch by the bar trynna get a drink up out her. She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way i talk She from the country does she like me cuz i'm from New York. I aint that nigga trynna holla cuz i want some head i'm that nigga trynna holla cuz i want some bread. I could careless how she perform when she in the bed bitches try to catch a date and come and play the kid. Look baby this is simple u can't see u fuckin wit me u fuckin wit a P.I.M.P
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[verse 2] I'm bout my money u see u can holla at me if u fuckin wit me imma P.I.M.P Not what u see on TV no cadillac, no greasy head full of hair bitch imma P.I.M.P Come get money wit me if u curious to see how it feels to be wit a P.I.M.P Roll in a benz wit me u can watch sum TV from the back seat of my V imma P.I.M.P Girl we can pop the champagne and we can have a ball we can toast to the good life girl we can have it all we can really splurge girl and tear up the mall if eva u need someone i'm the one u should call i'll be there to pick u up if eva u should fall if u got problems i can solve them if big or they small That otha nigga u be wit and bout shit i'm ur friend, ur father, and confidant BITCH!!
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[Verse 3] Shorty, i told u fools before i stay with the 2's i keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels i holla at a hoe till i got a bitch confused she got on payless, me i got on gata shoes. I'm shoppin for Chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper man this hoe, u can have her when i'm done i aint gon keep her. Now bitches come and go, every nigga and pimp they know they say mystique but u aint gota keep it on the low. Bitch tutor me how u strippin the street put my otha hoes doen u get ur ass beat. Now lick my bottom bitch, she always commin wit my bread the last nigga she was wit put stitches in her head. Get ur hoe outta pocket i put a charge on the bitch cuz i need 4 TV's and the Mg's for a 6 hoe make a pimp rich, i aint payin bitch catch a dick, suck a dick shiiiiiit......trick
[Hook]
Yeah in Hollywood they say theres no business like show business but in the hood they say theres no business like how business. U kno. They say i talk a lil fast but if u listen a lil faster i aint gota slow down for u to catch up BITCH!! haha yeah
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