Pimp, it's pimp shit, pimp shit
Nigga said, his bitch took him to court for child support
It's cheaper to keep her that's real talk
Cheaper to keep her that's real talk, cheaper to keep her

Now if you don't think I know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
Run down to the Dogg House, and see fo' yo own two eyes
Bitches try to pull snake moves to get a piece of the pie

It's impossible, to stop a ho
So let her go, and get the dough
Lead the way or step aside
Break a bitch till the day I die

Check me out, no doubt, I flip the game and re-route
I check her in wit Magic Man Juan, or Pimpin' Ken
I just got back from Milwaukee, the All-Star game
Not the NBA nigga, I'm talkin' real playa shit mayne

Macks, ballas, hustlas, and prostitutes
On the real my nig, you got to, got to get the loot
And if you got to shoot to get the loot
Then I guess you got to do what you gotta do

But know this, fa sho this, it's somethin' for realer
From a fifty cent nigga to a thousand dollar nigga
Fuck George Bush, the army, and the G.I.
Nigga this P.I., until I D.I.

Now if you don't think I know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
Run down to the Dogg House, and see fo' yo own two eyes
Bitches try to pull snake moves to get a piece of the pie

Now don't get mad when you see me wit ya girlfriend
She ridin' shot gun, smokin' the damn thang again
Now say it ain't true
Baby you gank 'em and play 'em it ain't no ring on you

That ain't what I do, just because I spend time wit you
Don't really mean I'm lyin' to you
You got to understand what this young pimp will say
'Cause right about now, it ain't no time for play

Letras de canciones similares en http://es.mp3lyrics.com/N7ydNow watch me slap ya ass wit dicks, bitch
You was strictly, dickly, why you turn clitly
Thats even better, now both of you bitches lick me
Then I sit back and watch y'all eat pussy

Kick off my feet and count my cheese
Snoop this ain't the XLF, this the P I M P
Look, she think she burned out
Wait until I put her on the fast track
And have her turned out P.I

Now if you don't think I know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
Run down to the Dogg House, and see fo' yo own two eyes
Bitches try to pull snake moves to get a piece of the pie

'Lil pretty skinny ass bitch, but she gotta monkey
I know she suck 'dicks 'cause her lips nice and puffy
But she got the wrong thought, kinda got me turned off
Must be why she sweatin' me, the ecstasy she gon off

For realer, ho don't know I'm bout that scrilla
I peel her like a sun kiss for comin' wit that dumb shit
I keeps the P.I., poppin' fa sho
Other suckas tend to love 'em, we just cop 'em and blow

Ho's come, ho's go, ho's runnin' ya slow
So keep her foot up in her ass, unless a dick in her throat
Main grew bitch will go what I make ya do
And keep ya eyes on my Stacy's while I'm lacin' you

Ya like sex and shit, and gettin' naked quick
Ya lil' wreck less bitch, so gon and check them chips
And bring every penny back home and deck
And pull a couple of mo' hos you know that wanna get wrecked

Now if you don't think I know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
Run down to the Dogg House, and see fo' yo own two eyes
Bitches try to pull snake moves to get a piece of the pie

It's impossible, to stop a ho
So let her go, and get the dough
Lead the way or step aside
Break a bitch till the day I die