Pimplikeness
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Hip-Hop/Rap
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メロディック度
楽曲がどれだけ明確で覚えやすいメロディを持ち、はっきりとした音楽パターンに沿っているかを示します。メロディック度が高い楽曲は、わかりやすく印象に残る楽器やボーカルラインが特徴です。
アコースティック度
楽曲が、電子楽器やデジタル合成音の代わりに、どの程度アコースティック楽器(ピアノ、ギター、バイオリン、ドラム、サックスなど)に依存しているかを示します。
ヴァランス
楽曲のハーモニーやリズムによって伝わる音楽的なポジティブ度や感情的トーンを示します。値が高いほど幸福感、興奮、陶酔などの感情を表し、低いほど悲しみ、怒り、憂鬱などの感情を表します。
ダンサビリティ
テンポの安定性、リズムパターン、ビートの強調などの要素を組み合わせて、楽曲が踊りやすいかどうかを示します。ダンス向きの楽曲は、一定のテンポ、反復的な音楽構造、強いダウンビートを持つ傾向があります。
エネルギー
楽曲の知覚される強さを示し、テンポ、音量の変化、音の密度などによって影響されます。エネルギーが高い曲は、力強いリズムや密度の高い編成を特徴とし、エネルギーが低い曲は、音の間隔が広く、テンポもゆったりとした構成になる傾向があります。
BPM93
ミュージックビデオ
ミュージックビデオ
クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Proof
Performer
D12
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Von Carlise
Songwriter
Ondre Moore
Songwriter
DeShaun Dupree Holton
Songwriter
Marshall Mathers
Songwriter
R. Johnson
Songwriter
Fred Nassar
Songwriter
Richard Huredia
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fred Wreck
Producer
Fred Nassar
Producer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Ayo she a freak and I love the way she move to the beat
Ass and titties bouncing she ain't moving her feet
Put 20 her bra stiff dick had many her jaw
Probably hit plenty in the raw (Nasty bitch)
I wanna see this bitch naked on my living room flo'
And yo bitch I ain't giving up no dough fo'sho
You can be my best friend but Em might get mad
Don't call me Daddy bitch I fuck better than your dad
Let me get up in that ass like I'm riding horseback
Fuck a sponge I need a tool to clean my ball sac
I pop my collar don't pop your bra strap
If you hang up the phone then bitch don't cal back
18's on ice you ain't seen that befo'
Acting like you ain't seen my bling through the do' (Bling)
I move to a ho just for one reason
Cause bitches need 911 for no reason
[Verse 2]
(I'm something like a pimp)
A diamond eyes trick but you ain't seeing no chips young ho
(I said I'm something like a pimp)
Can't go on trips so you could suck my dick, yes bitch
(I'm something like a pimp)
You could swallow and spit and make me rich, oh girl
(I'm something like a pimp)
Get that money witcha switch I walk with a limp big P
(Said I'm something like a pimp)
[Verse 3]
I never treat em like they wanna be treated, bitch beat it
Your purpose'll be defeated if you think that you're needed
Now what do you tell a chick who has two black eyes
You ain't gotta tell her nothing you just told her twice
And I don't wanna put my hands on ya I got a plan for ya
Get with my mans he gon lay a couple grand on ya
So fresh and so clean she know the routine
It's such a wonderful thing money flow like ravines
They say, Kuniva get a clothing line, but I'ma chill
Cause when cotton ain't selling pussy always will
And these women they be knowing the deal
That's why these **** be blowing a mill just to keep a ho in they grill
And I ain't never been a pimp I'm something like one though
I fuck 'em and leave em you always love or like that ho
Cashin' em our they never get ahold of my chains
They only get that swollen up thang I'm showing 'em gam
[Verse 4]
You was a sucka when you met her she dogger you cause you let her
See I tell a bitch quick if you knew better you'd do better
They realizing I ain't having that shit
Don't be surprised I'm hypnotizing every tramp that she with
I send em out like Vanity 6 and I mean that
I'm dogging they ass, I'm in jogging pants and a V-neck
I put my foot up in her ass so fast
That she'll forget how to spell cash she ho'in with a cast on
And I'm knowing just what happened that day
He didn't pay cause you let him take you to a matinee
You get slapped that way you can't dodge the drama
I'm pimping aunts and mamas I collect from massage parlors
Menage-trois is really second nature
I have eighty-eight bitches taking it to the face and uh
I can give a fuck about a relation
Either open your legs or get the play stupid bitch
[Verse 5]
(I'm something like a pimp)
A diamond eyes trick but you ain't seeing no chips young ho
(I said I'm something like a pimp)
Can't go on trips so you could suck my dick, yes bitch
(I'm something like a pimp)
You could swallow and spit and make me rich, oh girl
(I'm something like a pimp)
Get that money witcha switch I walk with a limp big P
(Said I'm something like a pimp)
[Verse 6]
Well I'm not a pimp or a player see I'm more like the mayor
Grab a bitch by her hair like I just don't care
And swing her in the air (AHH) I'm talking major ass kick
Toss a bitch out the house like Kwame Kirkpatrick
I'm a pimp so I give a fuck about a bitch
But I don't make em trick I'm rich (Whoo)
I don't need the chips they don't walk the strip
But I could spit some game and I could talk some shit
I'm something like a pimp similar to a mack
I ain't making the news I make my baby mama pick up the slack
Drop Cadillac truck fuck I gotta go
That's my bottom hoe paging me back I'm a pimp
[Verse 7]
It's 7 o'clock bitch you ain't got my money
I'ma beat yo ass you think it's funny
Bitch get on the block in some dirty tube socks
And get shot by cop in some Reeboks (Yeah)
Bitch I'm the man you know I'm the man
Keep sucking dick till you get a hundred grand
Bitch you insane if you think I'm your man
Here's two Gs go fuck LeBron James
[Verse 8]
A diamond eyes trick but you ain't seeing no chips young ho
(I'm something like a pimp)
Can't go on trips so you could suck my dick, yes bitch
(I'm something like a pimp)
You could swallow and spit and make me rich, oh girl
(I'm something like a pimp)
Get that money witcha switch I walk with a limp big P
(Said I'm something like a pimp)
[Verse 9]
Been getting money off these bitches
Heard me that's what I do you know me
Check me out anywhere anybody tell you bout Proof
Got that a.k.a The Young Legend
The Human Fly you know what I'm saying
Ayo I got bitches in Michigan on Michigan
Yo bitch is on Woodward **** next to them faggot ass ****
I got bad bitches cause you gon' think it's a cop
Yeah that ain't no cop that's my bitches
I got the top notch bitches you know what I'm saying
I'm more than a pimp, I'm something like a pimp
Cause I'm a Thunder cat at the same time
Wonder Rat baby
Big Pimpin you heard me P.I.M.P
Proof is my Poppa let's keep it going
Proof is my Poppa P.I.M.P
You know what I'm saying let go c'mon y'all let's go
[Verse 10]
Oooh hey
Oooh hey
Oooh hey
Oooh hey
Oooh hey
Written by: DeShaun Dupree Holton, Fred Nassar, Marshall Mathers, Ondre Moore, R. Johnson, Von Carlise


