Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pimpin', artist - Big Tymers. Album song Hood Rich, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
Pimpin' |
| Pimpin is a alive, these niggas just jive |
| I’ve been stackin and mackin since '75 |
| When I come thru in the Benz hoes tell they friends that |
| Thats my daddy, daddy |
| Pimpin is a alive, these niggas just jive |
| I’ve been stackin and mackin since '75 |
| When I come thru in the Benz hoes tell they friends that |
| Thats my daddy daddy |
| I don’t ride white walls its vogues I’m mashing |
| But I’m +Hood Rich+ nigga tell ya bitch to ask me |
| Swang yo bend in that brand new Caddy |
| Seville four door slammed back lil' daddy |
| Throwing bricks in the cut like a nigga give a fuck |
| I spunt what you niggas spunt when I was coming up |
| Its the bling bling king worth mils with nuts |
| Scored that brand new Benz loud pipes 'em up |
| Got that Avalanche truck alligator in the trunk |
| Got the snake in the floor of a Bentley «HEADS UP!» |
| Them white folks coming lil' dady «HOLD UP!» |
| Shift it up the block for a nigga can pop |
| I’m a born hustler but a pimp pimp player |
| 2-G and 2 its Big Tymer year |
| Doing donuts in the drop top with Cartiers |
| And I ain’t met no nigga with more cars than this player |
| You don’t wanna get it on |
| You’ll get shitted on or spitted on |
| Reptile boots and suits thats fitted on |
| Got the bar up in the car with the dranks so I can sit it on |
| Peanut butter and wood, its still understood |
| That Im’a P-I-M-P |
| The M to the A, double N-I-E |
| Now put yo' feet up on that mank |
| Take a pull of the stank |
| And we can do it how it should be done |
| I treat a bitch like a ho, a ho like a slut |
| A slut like a nut cuz I really don’t give a fuck |
| Now with a dick up in yo' throat can you still sing a note? |
| Well if you can say I’m the man with the superfly trim |
| Woah move away young dude you’re ruining my mood |
| Straight mackin to the stackin money bitches and food |
| Caddilac Buritz big booties and tits |
| Got twenty bad bitches with the matching outfits |
| (Hook) |
| I was the man in kindergarden and a pimp in first |
| A mack in second grade by third it was worse |
| A made man in the fourth a don in the fifth |
| Had the teacher sellin ass when I touched the sixth |
| Seven eight and nine whatever they had was mine |
| From tenth to twelfth bling bling ya blind |
| Now I’m the money foldin phone holdin |
| Two way checkin home wreckin |
| Rent collectin weenie weckin, big pimpin |
| Love a lotta women, walk with a limp an' |
| (Talking) |
| «I'll have the snow crabs a bottle of uh um cristal |
| Some fettacinni and some um let me see what else |
| Oh and some shrimp.» |
| I’m a bird on crew in that Lexus coupe |
| I left the roof at home let the rain come thru |
| Don’t cry now ma you know how it go |
| But since ya hair got wet lets smoke some 'dro |
| Get it right ma and put that Fresh mink on |
| Them CMC boots with the platinum thongs |
| I wear enough ice to sit on the throne |
| And if a nigga come close Im’a go back home |
| Hook |