• 50 Cent
• Shivaree
• Trick Daddy
• Illdisposed
• The Tubes
• Kool Savas
• Ill-Disposed

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]
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]
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 the 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]
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 on 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, shit, 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
Ha ha

Look who's pulling up outside
With a trunk full of fun and a European ride
Heard that you were going far away
And we are all so happy son
That we were on the way
You're a back stabbing Hollywood pimp
Microphone, silver tone, cellular phone
We know that you're working for the devil
Bitch slap, star map dinner at Jones
Stood in line to get burned
Hey baby doll
Your reservation is confirmed
Tell the boss I've got her on the way
And he said with a smile
That's the seventh one today
You're a back stabbing Hollywood pimp
Microphone, silver tone, cellular phone
We know that you're working for the devil
Bitch slap, star map dinner at JonesHow'd you get so mean and nasty
I didn't want you to come to my party anyway
He's going to play you a dream
Dress you up in chocolate
And finish you with cream
Squeeze you till you're warm and woozy
And then pop you on the saddle of a silver moto guzzi
You're a back stabbing Hollywood pimp
Microphone, silver tone, cellular phone
We know that you're working for the devil
Bitch slap, star map dinner at Jones

(feat. Buddy Roe, J.T. Money)
[Buddy Roe]
Freaky deaky, Trick Daddy and Yours truly Buddy Rizoe
[J.T. Money]
Yeah, and that nigga, J.T. Motherfucker check it out
See I'm a pimp, you motherfuckers better know
'Cause when I find out my bitch ain't shit I MIGHT let her go
'Cause a ho gon be a ho, nigga that's in the game
So all you niggas that be taking them out and buying thangs
That's less I got to do plus that bitch fed
I get her for half of everything plus some of that smokin' head
So what the fuck You'se a duck. Nigga spend your flow
See I know you just want to say you fucked my ho
But that ain't shit 'cause I ain't never been a sucker
I'll let you have that hoe, nigga I bet you I can still fuck her
Better recognizer, I'm the bitch-izer
Next time you see your hoe your bitch'll have her thighs up
On a flick with this dick off inside her
Show you how to ride her
I'll make that pussy wider
You marks ain't got nathan for me
I'll make your baby mama leave you and tell you she love me
So who's the motherfucking man now
You can never outdo me dawg and never understand why
This goes deeper than just dollars and cents
You keep breaking off them hos and that money keeps getting spent
'Cause I'm a pimp, now let me hear you say it
[Chorus]
[Latoya Edwars]
You's a pimp baby, you's a pimp baby [echoes]
[J.T. Money]
Yes sir, I'm a pimp pimp, now let me hear you say it.
[Latoya Edwards]
You's a pimp baby, you's a pimp baby
[JT Money]
Yes, I'm a pimp pimp, come on say it!
[Latoya Edwards]
You a pimp baby, You a pimp baby
[JT Money]
One more time, I'm a pimp pimp, now let me hear you say it
[Latoya Edwards]
You's a pimp baby, you's a pimp
[Buddy Roe]
What is this shit about you on the rag
You wants to lag in my pad with my cash before I get that ass, ya dig
You think I'm bluffing
Let me catch you cuffing
BITCH!
I won't stand for this bullshit
Now while you blinkin ho I'm thinkin
Pretty Tony's thinking
Now I'm yo people get that bank and ho from here to Macon
Other creeps can't compete with this pimp in me
I'm chaufered round In this '97 photo fleet
peep
My chunky sable
Read the label
I'm getting bread out you bitches 'cause I'm able
You got me looking like a million bucks
Turning tricks suckin up dicks and lickin hella nuts
'Cause I'm the real
Ain't no need for you to bill me
I'm already hot
Get the cash out that ass I'm that type of guy
I introduced you to these fucking streets
Gave you a PHD
So 'fuck you mean you don't need me
I'll break your neck hoe
[Latoya Edwars]
You's a pimp baby, you's a pimp baby [echoes]
[Buddy Roe]
Hell yea, 'cause I'm yo pimp pimp, now let me hear you say it.
[Latoya Edwards]
You's a pimp baby, you's a pimp baby
[Buddy Roe]
That's right 'cause I'm yo pimp pimp, now let me hear you say it!
[Latoya Edwards]
You's a pimp baby, You's a pimp baby
[Buddy Roe]
Hell yeah, 'Cause I'm yo pimp pimp, now let me hear you say it
[Latoya Edwards]
You's a pimp baby, you's a pimp baby
[Buddy Roe (singing)]
If you see me walking down the street, and I'm lookin fly-hy
I'm lookin fly
Walk on by
Walk on by
[Trick Daddy]
Yes sir
I wear my pants hanging off my ass, a Class A pimp
And I walk with this gangsta ass limp
Some call me sir Trick, or even mack baby
I got these girls down south going Trick Crazy
Now come take a walk with your future mack
So we can discuss all our future plans
This is my lady never disrespect her
Or your sure to get fucked up
If you see me with another ho
Baby just let it go
'Cause it aint worth getting your neck broke
Bitch, I'm wearing the pants, I'm the law man
Just put your money in my gotdamn hand
'Cause I'm your pimp, pimp, now let me hear you say it
Latoya Edwars
You're my pimp baby, you're my pimp baby [echoes]
[Trick Daddy]
'Cause I'm yo pimp pimp, now let me hear you say it.
[Latoya Edwards]
You're my pimp baby, you're my pimp baby
[Buddy Roe]
'Cause I'm yo pimp pimp, now let me hear you say it!
[Latoya Edwards]
You're my pimp baby, You're my pimp baby
[Buddy Roe]
Yes sir, I am yo pimp pimp, now let me hear you say it
[Latoya Edwards]
You're my pimp baby, you're my pimp baby [echoes]
[Spoken]
Pimpin hoes ain't dead,
My eyes is red mother fucker
Smoking trees and B's
I got many hoes on they knees
From pittsburgh to mexico
I got all kinda hos Nigga
You better recognize and realize
Real game aint no thang
It's just a new thang
Play with it bitch

I say: To be living brings me down
In a way, I'm what you call a pimp
Soap won't wash away your shame
I'll sell, whatever there's to be sold
In hell, I'd sell my own poor soul
Where are you going with that mask I found you
You're running through the world
Thinking only about tomorrow
In your dreams, I'll do all the things you say
Your guess, is just as good as mine
But no, I cannot justify your ways
Take care, cause hurtable as hell
I wear, I wear the hardest shell
Daybreak, you're returning
And I know that you want to play
When I see the sun going down
The eyes in my head, see the world spinning around

(Spooner)
I'm your only friend in this
big city
I can make you wealthy if you'll
listen to me, pretty
I've got friends that can get you
anything you need
But you won't need much baby
if you'll just listen to me
When your bloodshot eyes see my
twenty-dollar tie
Put my hand in my pocket and baby
and I'll fish out a five spot
Buy yourself a drink
You might need two
Don't need to worry
'Cause I know just what to do
Use my car, my brain and
you're my oh my oh my oh mine
You won't feel nothin' baby
You'll be real high
When those bloodshot eyes
See these twenty-dollar thighs
I'll put my hand in your pocketbook and I'll
Slip out a $20 honey and Pimp--can't you control your bitches
Ain't you got no vision
Pimp--can't you control your bitches
Ain't you got no vision
I was rappin' on the phone with a
dude I know
Tell me your plan, you're gonna
write your own show you foolish thing
Baby you're young and you're stupid and
I'm gonna shine it on, if you know what I mean
This is my town and this is my number and I'm
Directing this scene
And of all my chicks I swear you're
the only one I've got plans for
We're gonna save that money
We're gonna get away
Close that lonely livin' door
Pimp--can't you control your bitches
Ain't you got no vision
Pimp--can't you control your bitches
Ain't you got no vision

Du bist kein Pimp du läufst den Bitches nach wie ein Idiot
Und kommst nicht mehr klar ich lass mir meine Drinks von Bitches holen
Wähl eine aus, zieh eine raus wie bei 'ner Hoe-Verlosung
Behandle sie von oben spuck sie an wie auf den Boden
Ich bin der Pimp des Jahres Pimp in mein' Wagen
pimper sie hart pimper sie im Park pimper im Wagen
Ich kling fresher als 50 auf diesem Track ich pimp sogar den Beat
Ich hör Bitches sagen: „S dein Flow ist sick und du bist niedlich“
Nein, das ist alles Fassade und leider bist du kein Hauptgewinn
Du bist grad mal passabel ich fick dein Arsch und geh
Weiter red weiter ich hör die Wörter doch versteh' den Sinn nicht
Dein Freund hat jetzt ein Mountainbike und glaubt dass er ein Pimp ist
Ich pimpe nicht um Geld ich pimpe um kostenlos zu
Dressier euch wie im Zirkus ich lass Bitches blown
Und komm in ihr face schick sie davon gib ihr noch grade die Hand
Stell dich nicht an nimm ihn schnell nochmal für das Vaterland Bitch! Hooe!

I say: To be living brings me down
In a way, I'm what you call a pimp
Soap won't wash away your shame
I'll sell, whatever there's to be sold
In hell, I'd sell my own poor soul
Where are you going with that mask I found you
You're running through the world
Thinking only about tomorrow
In your dreams, I'll do all the things you say
Your guess, is just as good as mine
But no, I cannot justify your ways
Take care, cause hurtable as hell
I wear, I wear the hardest shell
Daybreak, you're returning
And I know that you want to play
When I see the sun going down
The eyes in my head, see the world spinning around