Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Something 'Bout Pimpin' (Feat. Too Short), artist - JT Money
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Something 'Bout Pimpin' (Feat. Too Short) |
I got a problem with this punk ass bitch I know |
Ol' no good skanlezz switch out ho |
An untrustworthy bitch like delilah |
Only thing she good for is puttin' dick inside her, mother fuckin' face |
Bitch got some good neck |
But the little trick need to learn some respect |
She made me beat her ass |
Take a nigga out this game |
See I don’t beat my hoes cause all my hoes is payin' |
But this one act like she don’t understand |
You is the bitch, me, I’m the man |
Remember dat shit, then learn to submit |
And that when you stop gettin' your funky ass kicked little hard headed |
Trick |
See a nigga know about ya |
And I know a dollar bill 'll bring tha ho outcha |
Then you got the nerve to claim you better than the rest of my hoes |
When you ain’t even in the rankin' of the best of my hoes |
Chorus: Somethin' about pimpin' |
That makes me love this game |
Somethin' about pimpin' |
The hoes be off the chain |
Somethin' about pimpin' |
I just don’t wanna stop |
Somethin' about pimpin' |
Cause this players gotta keep a fat knock |
Too Short: |
I’m like JD Walker |
Pimp hat to tha right smooth talker |
Bitches workin' all night like a stalker |
Gettin' every last nickel dime and quarter |
Pimpin' ain’t hardly nuthin' new to me |
Used to be a little kid watchin' movies |
I knew what I wanted in life, about nine or ten hoes |
I ain’t want no wife |
I used to walk real cool like my leg was broke |
And I still do, now I get paid from hoes, Beeitch |
Cuz this East side nigga don’t care |
Since I was nine years old I been a player |
And now I got a lot 'o women |
It’s never endin' |
It’s just somethin' 'bout this pimpin' |
JT Money: |
Now, one time for you H-Os |
You wanna try a real player bout his pesos |
Hey hoes, I know you in this game tryin' to come up, pick a come up |
Got these niggas got they nut up for some cut ups |
So wut up all I wanna do is get this money witcha |
I’m dead serious, I ain’t tryin' to be funny witcha |
I teach tha game but It ain’t for free |
When I see you with some change you just bring it to me |
See you can come up in this game |
And you can get hurt ho |
When you in public just remember who you work for |
Cause all them tight? |
cats gonna come try to holla |
So called ballers, flashin' they dollars |
Hatin' J baby, you just play it crazy |
Let him spend his loot on them boobs |
So you can pay |
All I want is the bread |
He want the pussy and head |
Don’t be misled just remember everything I said |
Beotch |
Chorus Until End |