| I don’t, love, hoes — I’m sharin them
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| I ain’t lovin them, or handcuffin them — cause baby I’m pimpin
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| You, love, hoes — you chasin them
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| You be lacin them, while I’m replacin them — cause baby I’m pimpin
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| I lay my pimp game down when it comes to these bitches
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| They do what I say and obey all my wishes
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| Wash all my clothes and clean dirty dishes
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| I turn a sweet bitch to a switchblade sister
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| While you shop on Melrose, buyin hoes shoes
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| I’m in Mickey D’s buyin #2's
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| Now get yo' ass on the track and get the dough for me
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| I’m the #1 pimp, so she chosen me
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| And my hoes where the ballers and bros be
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| They collect them G’s and they give 'em to me
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| I’m pimpin, no perm, just gators
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| Pimpin, show you how to stunt on them haters
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| Pimpin, flossin in that new Cadillac
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| Pimpin, chinchil' with the fur hat
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| Pimpin, I show you how to school a ho
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| And when you chasin them bitches I’m chasin the dough (YEAH!)
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| I don’t, love, hoes — I’m sharin them
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| I ain’t lovin them, or handcuffin them — cause baby I’m pimpin
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| You, love, hoes — you chasin them
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| You be lacin them, while I’m replacin them — cause baby I’m pimpin
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| Freakin, I ain’t speakin, girl I ain’tcha hubby
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| Ma back that thing up, girl time is money
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| You ain’t freakin I ain’t speakin girl I ain’t no dummy
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| And we can play the Marriott, ball, pop some bubbly
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| That said if 50 can’t get none, I ain’t speakin
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| Girl I ain’t speakin, girl I ain’t speakin
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| I said if Banks can’t get none, I ain’t speakin
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| Girl I ain’t speakin, girl I ain’t speakin
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| Yeah Lisa and Kim, they «Straight Outta Ca$hville»
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| I met 'em with Buck, in his mansion in Nashville
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| My bitch from the D used to live on Marshall block
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| I put a foot to her ass like, martial arts
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| I got a stable of hoes in the, C-P-T
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| Ask my nigga Snoop and the, D-R-E
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| Girl fix your lipstick, your hair is a mess
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| And I know your feet hurt in them damn Payless
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| I don’t, love, hoes — I’m sharin them
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| I ain’t lovin them, or handcuffin them — cause baby I’m pimpin
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| You, love, hoes — you chasin them
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| You be lacin them, while I’m replacin them — cause baby I’m pimpin |