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P.I.M.P.
50 Cent
5,486,110Hip-Hop/Rap2007
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[Chorus]
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P.
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P.
[Verse 1]
Now shawty, now shawty, she in the club, she dancin' for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabbana
She feed them fools fantasies, they pay her 'cause they want her
I spit a little G, man, and my gang got her
A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick **** in her ear sayin' they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar, tryna get a drink up out her
[Verse 2]
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me 'cause I'm from New York
I ain't that **** tryna holla 'cause I want some head
I'm that **** tryna holla 'cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch, hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid
Look, baby, this is simple, you can't see?
You fuckin' with me, you fuckin' with a P.I.M.P.
[Chorus]
I don't know what you heard about me (Woo)
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P.
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P.
[Bridge]
I'm 'bout my money, you see, girl, you can holler at me
If you fuckin' with me, I'm a P.I.M.P.
Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair, bitch, I'm a P.I.M.P.
Come get money with me if you're curious to see
How it feels to be with a P.I.M.P.
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch the TV
From the backseat of my V, I'm a P.I.M.P.
[Verse 3]
Girl, we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, girl, we could have it all
We could really splurge, girl, and tear up the mall
If ever you need someone, I'm the one you should call
I be there to pick you up if ever you should fall
If you got problems, I could solve 'em, they big, or they small
That other **** you be with ain't 'bout shit
I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, bitch
[Chorus]
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P.
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P.
[Verse 4]
(That's right) I told you fools before, I stick with the tools
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holler at a ho till I got a bitch confused
She got on Payless, me, I got on gator shoes
I'm shoppin' for Chinchillas, in the summer, they're cheaper
Man, this ho, you can have her when I'm done, I ain't gon' keep her
Man, bitches come and go, every **** pimpin' though
This ain't a secret, you ain't gotta keep it on the low
[Verse 5]
Bitch, choose on me, I'll have you strippin' in the street
Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat
Now Niki my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread
The last **** she was with put stitches in her head
Get your ho outta pocket, I put a charge on a bitch
'Cause I need four TVs and AMGs for the six
Ho make a pimp rich, I ain't payin', bitch
Catch a date, suck a dick, shit, trick
[Chorus]
I don't know what you heard about me (Yeah)
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me (Woo)
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see (Uh-huh)
That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P.
I don't know what you heard about me (Uh-huh)
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me (Yeah)
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P.
[Outro]
Yeah, in Hollywood they say, "There's no bidness like show bidness"
In the hood they say, "There's no bidness like ho bidness," you know?
They say I talk a little fast but if you listen a little faster
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, bitch
Yeah
Written by: Brandon "Dirtybird" Parrott, Curtis James Jackson, Denaun Porter

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