Pimps (Free Stylin At the Fortune 500 Club)

Fuck no, I ain't got no Grey Poupon Well, anyway, I said, "That's no burglar, that's my butler" (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Mr. Rockefeller, let me in on the gossip I heard you and Mr. Getty are getting into rap music or something Yes, we have this thing we do with our voices We sing like authentic rappers Oh, David, do a muster for us Well, if they can make this music more funky Let me see if I can do my voice like those rappers Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem, here we, ahem Hmm, here we, ahem, ahem Here we go Well, if you're blind as Helen Keller You could see I'm David Rockefeller So much cash up in my bathroom is a ready teller I'm outrageous, I work in stages, like syphilis But no need for prophylactics I'm up your own, so me no match, it ain't Puff But my cream got Amino acid Keep my hoes in check, no rebellions if your ass occur Shit, it wouldn't be the first time I done make a massacre, uh Nigga please, how you figure These motherfuckers like me got stocks, bonds and securities? No impurities, straight Anglo-Saxon When my family got their sex on Don't let me get my flex on Do some gangster shit, make the army go to war for Exxon Long as the money flow, I be making dough Welcome to my little pimp school How you gonna beat me at this game? I make the rules Flash a little cash, make you think you got class But you're really selling ass And hoe, keep off my grass, unless you're cutting it See I'm running shit Treat all ya motherfuckers as simps I'm just a pimp I've got hoes, now it's showtime I've got hoes, now it's showtime I've got hoes, now it's showtime I've got hoes, now it's showtime That was so cute John Paul, why don't you entertain us with something as well? Well, what should I do? Why don't you rap for us? No, no (come on old boy), no, no, I (I did mine), uhm It's so tribal (well, very well) oh, goody! But hold my Martini, I have to do those hand gestures We will begin at the commencement of the next measure Now get ready, I'm J.P. Getty I am tearing this shit up like confetti My money lasts longer than EverReady Ain't nothing petty about cash, I never lose This is just like the straw, but the hoes don't choose I chose you No voodoo can hoodoo you From getting treated like a piece of a boo-boo Who do you think want them niggas that don't turn tricks? The law on hoeing in '94 is getting '86-ed And all about those rebellions, and riots and mishaps I got the po'-po's for that daily pimp slap The motherfucker gangster rolling Fleetwood Caddy I'm that Mack ass, I already pimped his daddy Let you out like Linoleum floors I'm getting rich off petroleum wars Controlling you whores Making you eat top ramen while I eat shrimp Y'all motherfuckers are simps, I'm just a pimp I've got hoes, now it's showtime I've got hoes, now it's showtime I've got hoes, now it's showtime I've got hoes, now it's showtime Oh, no, here he comes (oh, don't look at him) Are you fellows rapping? I can do that reggie, uhm, eh, reggae type of thing you know One, two, three (well actually, we were just leaving), and Trump, Trump, check out the cash inna mi trunk Trump, Trump, check out the cash inna mi trunk I am Donald Trump me tell, you might've heard about mi How mi last wife Ivana come and catch mi money She want all, she want this she want ... of fun X amount of this, we say no dislike the gap, hear me Hold up your hand if you love the money Hold up your hand if you love picnic Gun pon mi side mi afi kill somebody Because the money inna mi trunk, dem wan fi come get see I've got hoes, now it's showtime I've got hoes, now it's showtime I've got hoes, now it's showtime I've got hoes, now it's showtime Well, how did you like that, then? Well, we really must be leaving you Yes, yes, Donald, it was smashing to see you again Something I picked up in, eh They probably have got down in Caribbean Oh yeah, yeah, I still remember seeing you there Won't you stick around, and I'll, I'll rap some more for you? Oh, no, no, no need for that I think I see Jackie, oh Jackie! Jackie! Ah Explain the video, yes (please, please pass the bubbly) Oh, this dude has really sucky bars (umm, ya, umm) Yeah, for real Come, look here motherfuckers We taking all this motherfucking shit (I'ma say, "Bitch") Yeah (stop talking) I want all that shit (I'm staying here) you best come up off that coat, I want it We're taking these