Pimps

Lyrics: Marlon Goodwin/Premro Vonzellaire Smith Music: Marlon Goodwin/Premro Vonzellaire Smith Eightball & MJG in the mother****in house We came here today to talk to about this thing called pimpin' It has been misunderstood over the years So now we have come to set the record straight... A*****es don't do this shit right It takes a special kind of b***h You know what I'm sayin Yeah It takes a b***h dat hard from the start You gotta have heart To meet a b***h, mack hard down, then rip her apart It's all in the game, a b***h can't change If you don't break a b***h Then your game is lame man See I'm from Tennesee with curls and gold teeth So everywhere I go, b*****s strike up conversations wit me About the way I talk, about the way I dress, about How my gold teeth look so fresh See how I bait a man, seen as a b***h speak That deep voice just make a b***h knees weak I'm in my cadallic, chillin like a ****inmack Smoking on a fat sac, drinkin' on a pint of yac I pick up my car phone, cause the freak beep It's my ****in baby mama, but sometimes I creep That's just the way it is, niggas have to take a chance When you ain't around, anybody could be in dat ass But I'm just a young nigga, trying to make a dollar And they way I live, to some it's hard to swallow See livin' down south ain't what you think it be Nine times out of ten niggas like me Pimps Ya that's right We trying to teach all these lames, you know How to do this shit Cause it's really a hard job But them lame niggas They make me get so high I just can't seem to get my feet on the ground I get so high And I just can't seem to get my feet on the ground Now let me explain a pimp A nigga about the m-o-n-e-y See a ho, break a ho And try to influence the b*****s, to a trick for a nigga who Persuade a ho to sell ass like hoes suppose too Now how in the **** do you think a pimp is slippin Surrounded by all these hoes That's going and givin me money It's funny how a ho can make you think she wit ya When all the time She's just another nigga's gold digger MJG got a p***y for a rich trick Take care of your business Bring me the money, ya this shit is thick Ho don't violate, nigga I know I taught you better Take all of cash, grab on his ass Write dat trick a love letter Train your woman to break a man Man meeting another nigga Just some ****inmack in the game, same-o-same To make you pimpin thicker Slicker the pimpin gets, freaker gets the b*****s MJG is rich, I'm coe-coe for this tricks I pimp Ya that's right baby I pimp So uh, what you need to do is sat dat ass there And uh, right about now, I bout to fire up one of these spliffs And get so high I just can't seem to get my feet on the ground I get so high And I just can't seem to get my feet on the ground It's all the same G Trying to school fools, on this P-I-M-P Lesson one First you should pull a nigga, **** her good Next time tell her no, the next time take her dough Oh, you better watch your back to man Cause there's alot of niggas in the world wit much game Lession two Watch dat ho, don't trust her wit none of yo dough Never let a nigga know, how you much yo cash flow Lession three If you don't tell dat ho who is boss Niggas like to run shit But end up getting smacked in the mouth See a real mother****er believe in beatin them hoes down Push they head into the wall until you hear dat crackin sound Drown in the tub, rub-a-dub-dub Some mother****ers get mother****ing whipped and fall into them love bugs Buying hoes this, buying hoes that Then bragging to your friends How you ****ed her from back Never how you took they cash, never how you beat they ass Never how you pull hoes, **** them, then dropping fast I don't understand your plan at all man But you should be around mother****ers like me Pimps Ya man This mother****er is a trip, you know what I'm sayin But mother****ers like me, I have to smoke them spliffs To get my mind off dat bullshit, and when I smoke um I get so high I just can't seem to get my feet on the ground I get so high And I just can't seem to get my feet on the ground Wherever there is a ho, there's bound to be a pimp The pimp supplies his b*****s with some tricks that they can tempt A sucker will spend his money, till he ain't got nothin left Instead of blamming the b*****s, he needs to blame it on himself It wouldn't be a ho, if it wasn't for the tricks But I suggest we keep em', so a pimp can keep his b*****s It needs to be understand, there wouldn't be one without the other So why the **** these folks keep trying to sweat a mother****er Jealous suckers just mad!!! They can't hang with the pimp thang, looking to sprinkle some salt In a pimps game How in the **** do you figure pimpin is dead when mother****ers you know it's alive Pimpin is misunderstood by those who can't, that's why they said it died Others tried pimpin, but were only makin ch**p change One track minded mother****ers never run a Amtrain Rearrange bullshit that they done seen in a movie script Dam ain't dat a b***h, mother****ers like me Pimp MJ mother****ing G, P-I-M-P Staying down on this pimpin bout' these hoes But some mother****ers **** shit up for real mother****ers And dat shit just makes me get so high I just can't seem to get my feet on the ground I get so high And I just can't seem to get my feet on the ground