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50 cent feat snoop dogg g-unit - p.i.m.p (remix) lyrics
[chorus: 50 cent]
i don’t know what you heard about me
but a b_tch can’t get a dollar outta me
no cadillac, no perms, you can’t see
that i’m a motherf_ckin’ c_r_i_p
i don’t know what you heard about me
but a b_tch can’t get a dollar outta me
no cadillac, no perms, you can’t see
that i’m a motherf_ckin p_i_m_p
[verso 1: 50 cent]
now shorty, she in the club, she dancin’ for dollars
she got a thing for that gucci, that fendi, that prada
that bcbg, burberry, dolce & gabbana
she’s feeding fools fantasies, they pay her cause they want her
i spit a little g man and my game got her
a hour later have that ass up in the ramada
them trick n_ggas in they ear sayin’ they think about her
i got the b_tch by the bar tryin’ to get a drink up out her
she likе my style, she like my smilе, she like the way i talk
she from the country, she like me cause i’m from new york
i ain’t that n_gga trying to holla cause i want some head
i’m that n_gga tryin’ to holla cause i want some bread
i could care less how she perform when she in the bed
b_tch hit the track, catch a date, and come pay the kid
look baby, this is simple you can’t see
you f_ckin’ with me you f_ckin’ with a p_i_m_p
[chorus: 50 cent]
i don’t know what you heard about me
but a b_tch can’t get a dollar outta me
no cadillac, no perms, you can’t see
that i’m a motherf_ckin’ c_r_i_p
i don’t know what you heard about me
but a b_tch can’t get a dollar outta me
no cadillac, no perms, you can’t see
that i’m a motherf_ckin p_i_m_p
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[bridge: snoop dogg]
f_i_f_t_y c_e_n_t and s_n double o_p
doggy style in ya mouth for the 2003
and y’all know i’m from the dpg
f_i_f_t_y c_e_n_t and s_n double o_p
we internationally known and locally respected
(and you know you’re just a p.i.m.p) now what you know about me
[verso 2: snoop dogg]
yeah b_tch i got my now and later gators on
i’m bout to show you how my pimp hand is way strong
your dead wrong if ya think that pimpin’ gon’ die
twelve piece with a hundred hoes by my side
i’m down with that n_gga fifty like i down with blue
f_ck cuz, nah n_gga motherf_ck you
g_u_n_i_tizzy, f_ckin’ with me and the d_p_gizzy
n_ggas in new york know how doggy get down
i got my n_ggas in queens, i got my b_tches uptown
i got my business in manhattan, i ain’t f_ckin’ around
i got some b_tter pecan, puerto ricans from the boogie down
that’s waitin’ on me to return
so they can sn_tch these braids out and put my sh_t in a perm, word
they love it when i get to crippin’
and spittin’ this mag_ah_ni_ficent pimpin’
[chorus: 50 cent]
i don’t know what you heard about me
but a b_tch can’t get a dollar outta me
no cadillac, no perms, you can’t see
that i’m a motherf_ckin’ p_i_m_p
[verso 3: lloyd banks]
you need to switch over and ride with a star
it’ll get you far
i’m a p_i_m_p g_a_n_g_s_t_e_r
yeah, i’m young, but i ain’t dumb
got some tricks, but i ain’t one
i’m a guerrilla for scrilla, i trip you, you try to run
i let em’ do as they please, as long as they get my cheese
even if they gotta freeze, or if it’s a hundred degrees
i keep em’ on they knees, take a look under my sleeve
i ain’t gotta give em’ much, they happy with mickey d’s, pimp
[verso 4: young buck]
we keep it pimpin’ in the south, you know how it go (dirty, dirty)
we drive old school white walls with mink clothes
i spin the g_unit piece, and get em’ dizzy
man cough up your love, or you’re girl comin’ with me
when your neck and wrist glow, she already should know
that money make the world go round, so lets get mo’
its time to show these playas how it should be done
you got pimp potential, you’re might could be one, g_unit
[chorus: 50 cent]
i don’t know what you heard about me
but a b_tch can’t get a dollar outta me
no cadillac, no perms, you can’t see
that i’m a motherf_ckin’ c_r_i_p
i don’t know what you heard about me
but a b_tch can’t get a dollar outta me
no cadillac, no perms, you can’t see
that i’m a motherf_ckin p_i_m_p
[outro: 50 cent]
in hollywood, they say there no b’ness like show b’ness
in the hood, they say, theres no b’ness like ho b’ness
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, b_tch
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