P.I.M.P.

I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of 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 out of 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 out of 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 out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P Now, shorty, 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 foolish fantasies They pay her, 'cause they want her I spit a little G, man, and my game got her A hour later have that ass up in the Ramada Them trick niggas in her ear sayin' they think about her I got the bitch by the bar tryin' to get a drink up out her I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of 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 What you heard about What you heard about What you heard about What you heard about me 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 out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P (woo) I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P About me A dollar out of me You can't see P.I.M.P About me A dollar out of me You can't see Motherfuckin' P.I.M.P 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 nigga tryna holla 'cause I want some head I'm that nigga 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 I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of 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 out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P (woo) I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P I'm 'bout my money, you see, girl, you can holla 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 Girl come runnin' 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 TV From the backseat of my V, I'm a P.I.M.P