Lyrics

I don't, love, hoes - I'm sharin them I ain't lovin them, or handcuffin them - cause baby I'm pimpin You, love, hoes - you chasin them You be lacin them, while I'm replacin them - cause baby I'm pimpin I lay my pimp game down when it comes to these bitches They do what I say and obey all my wishes Wash all my clothes and clean dirty dishes I turn a sweet bitch to a switchblade sister While you shop on Melrose, buyin hoes shoes I'm in Mickey D's buyin #2's Now get yo' ass on the track and get the dough for me I'm the #1 pimp, so she chosen me And my hoes where the ballers and bros be They collect them G's and they give 'em to me I'm pimpin, no perm, just gators Pimpin, show you how to stunt on them haters Pimpin, flossin in that new Cadillac Pimpin, chinchil' with the fur hat Pimpin, I show you how to school a hoe And when you chasin them bitches I'm chasin the dough (YEAH!) Freakin, I ain't speakin, girl I ain'tcha hubby Ma back that thing up, girl time is money You ain't freakin I ain't speakin girl I ain't no dummy And we can play the Marriott, ball, pop some bubbly That said if 50 can't get none, I ain't speakin Girl I ain't speakin, girl I ain't speakin I said if Banks can't get none, I ain't speakin Girl I ain't speakin, girl I ain't speakin Yeah Lisa and Kim, they "Straight Outta Ca$hville" I met 'em with Buck, in his mansion in Nashville My bitch from the D used to live on Marshall block I put a foot to her ass like, martial arts I got a stable of hoes in the, C-P-T Ask my nigga Snoop and the, D-R-E Girl fix your lipstick, your hair is a mess And I know your feet hurt in them damn Payless
Writer(s): Marvin Bernard, Todd Daniel Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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