The First Episode

Pimpin' hoes was some shit that came easy to a playa

'Cause ain't no way in hell a bitch can get me to obey her

And how in the fuck I'll ever make some money if I pay her?

My hoes sellin' pussy at the party for the mayor

400 for the chewin', 100 for the mackin'

1,000 for a fuckin', 200 for a jackin'

Soon as the day is over, my bitch is checkin' in

It's just like deja vu, again and then again, bitch

Come on, wait a minute now Mr. MJG

Do you really think anyone's gonna believe that pimpin' shit?

Huh, I guess not

Haven't you heard? That pimpin' shit is dead

Bitch chill, hold up, you got a pimp fucked up

Can't help it 'cause you don't know, ain't my fault that you stuck up

Ya parents didn't teach ya, the streets didn't reach ya

I'm makin' easy money from the judge and the preacher

The mayor likes the bitches 'cause they beat him with a chain

The judge and the preacher love to hear dirty thangs

The governor is first on the bitch payin' list

He busts a nut soon as the bitches touch his dick

Comin' out smooth, limpin' like a pimpsta

Got a fleet of bitches and they all call me mista

Fat Mac, pimp tight, what the fuck you wanna do?

See me with the street-sweeper mowin' down you and your crew

Got to be ruthless, smackin' hoes toothless

Suckas gettin dropped when I'm poppin' with the Glock, bitch

And the ****, they high cap and act like hoes

When they see the 93 with the switches and the voes

Eightball, tell the truth

How yo fat ass gon' be doin' all that?

Talkin' 'bout pimpin', shootin' up ****

And braggin' 'bout fuckin', what's up with that?

I'm big as a motherfucker, I don't look fast

But I'll jump up quick and stick my dick in yo ass

And for you **** that talk shit, don't step too quick

You know who got my back? A clip full of hollow tips

TEC, 9 millimeter, Glock or .22

Mafia style, don't even fuck with the pimpsta crew

Bust the Yak and pass me that bud sack

'Cause **** with nuts can't even fuck with the Fat Mac

25 birds on the counter in the den

**** gettin' bailed 'cause they go for 5-10

Pot good and hot, now I'm lookin' for the shaker

Water start to bubble, sprinkle in the money maker

The shit is gettin' thick, I think my pager just exploded

11 birds left, 13, I just sold it

I gotta close shop before it get too fuckin' late

Hoes sell time, sellin' birds 12-8

You know, you guys really shouldn't be sellin' that cocaine to other brothers

It's killin' us all off, man

I mean, how is that supposed to look?

Makin' us all look bad

The cops work for me 'cause I keep good stuff

And plus the government ain't never paid them tricks enough

And every time a cop bust some dope in a drug raid

Feds swangin' birds in the hood by the next day

While I'm makin' money off the shit that I done fronted

**** fell short, shoot 'em up, yeah, I done it

MJG pushin' real, not cut

Got the feds in my pocket, and the chief by his nuts

Roll a fat bud, smoke the bitch and then I'm chilled

Fall off in the club, drinkin' Yak, dressed to kill

**** that be jealous 'cause them hoes be on the jock

Don't disrespect my pimpin' or you, I will have to drop

No, I don't be playin' what I'm sayin' what I speak

Some **** don't understand, then I have to go and teach

What Eightball is about and what the future hold for me

A slew of dead **** and a pocket full of grip, G

Damn, Father, just like some ****, man

Them **** ain't gon' never be shit

Them **** forever gettin' fucked up

Know what I'm sayin'? Them fools was stuck

Punk ass **** that talk shit can get down on their knees

Suave got the hook up 'cause Suave got the cheese

And I got the bomb, and MJG is in the tank

Possessin' ya mind, and then we blow up the bank

Yank yo ho from the front row, and then jet out

When we get to the hotel, your bitch is on the house

Fuckin' and suckin' a pimpsta, fuckin' and suckin' a pimpsta

What, we through? Pass me that junt, ****!