P.I.M.P. - Snoop Dogg Remix

I don't know what you heard about me
 But a bitch can't get a dollar outta 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 outta 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 dancing for dollars
 She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
 That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
 She's feeding fools 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 saying, "They think about her"
 I got the bitch by the bar, trying to get a drink up out her
 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 trying to holla 'cause I want some head
 I'm that nigga trying to holla 'cause I want some bread
 I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
 Bitch hit the track, catch a date, and come 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 outta me
 No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
 That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
 G-G-G-G-G, G-mix!
 I don't know what you've heard about me
 But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
 I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, 'cause I'm a G
 And I'm a motherfuckin' C-R-I-P
 I don't know what you heard about me
 But a bitch can't get a crumb up outta me
 I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, an' I'm a G
 And I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
 Yeah, bitch, I got my now and later gators on
 I'm 'bout to show you how my pimp hand is way strong
 You're dead wrong if you think that pimpin' gonna die
 12-piece with a hundred hoes by my side
 I'm down with that nigga, 50, like I'm down with blue
 Fuck 'cause, nah, nigga, motherfuck you
 G-U-N-I-Tizzy, fuckin' with me and the D-P-Gizzy
 Niggas in New York know how Doggy get down
 I got my niggas in Queens, I got my bitches Uptown
 I got my business in Manhattan, I ain't fuckin' around
 I got some butter pecan Puerto Ricans from the Boogie Down (down)
 That's waiting on me to return
 So they can snatch these braids out and put my shit in a perm, word (word)
 They love it when I get to crippin'
 And spittin' this maga-agnficent pimpin' (pimpin')
 I don't know what you heard about me
 But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
 I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, an' I'm a G
 'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' C-R-I-P
 I don't know what you heard about me
 But a bitch can't get a crumb up outta me
 I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, 'cause I'm a G
 An' I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
 You need to switch over and ride with a star
 It'll get you far
 I'm a P-I-M-P G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R
 Yeah, I'm young, but I ain't dumb
 Got some tricks, but I ain't one
 I'm a guerrilla for scrilla, I trip you, you try to run
 I let 'em do as they please, as long as they get my cheese
 Even if they gotta freeze, or if it's a hundred degrees
 I keep 'em on they knees, take a look under my sleeve
 I ain't gotta give 'em much, they're happy with Mickey D's, pimp
 We keep it pimpin' in the South, you know how it go (dirty, dirty!)
 We drive old-school, white walls with mink floors
 I spin the G-Unit piece, and get 'em dizzy
 Handcuff her if you love her or your girl coming with me
 When your neck and wrist glow, she already should know
 That money make the world go round, so let's get mo'
 It's time to show these players how it should be done
 You got pimp potential, you might could be one, G-Unit!
 I don't know what you heard about me (yeah!)
 But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me (woo!)
 No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see (uh-huh)
 That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
 I don't know what you heard about me (uh-huh)
 But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me (yeah!)
 No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
 That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P (yeah)
 In Hollywood, they say, "There's no business, like show business"
 In the hood they say, "There's no business, like hoe business," you know
 They say I talk a lil' fast, but if you listen a lil' faster
 I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, bitch!
 Ha-ha-ha
 Yeah
 
 I don't know what you heard about me
 But a bitch can't get a dollar outta 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 outta 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 dancing for dollars
 She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
 That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
 She's feeding fools 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 saying, "They think about her"
 I got the bitch by the bar, trying to get a drink up out her
 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 trying to holla 'cause I want some head
 I'm that nigga trying to holla 'cause I want some bread
 I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
 Bitch hit the track, catch a date, and come 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 outta me
 No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
 That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
 G-G-G-G-G, G-mix!
 I don't know what you've heard about me
 But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
 I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, 'cause I'm a G
 And I'm a motherfuckin' C-R-I-P
 I don't know what you heard about me
 But a bitch can't get a crumb up outta me
 I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, an' I'm a G
 And I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
 Yeah, bitch, I got my now and later gators on
 I'm 'bout to show you how my pimp hand is way strong
 You're dead wrong if you think that pimpin' gonna die
 12-piece with a hundred hoes by my side
 I'm down with that nigga, 50, like I'm down with blue
 Fuck 'cause, nah, nigga, motherfuck you
 G-U-N-I-Tizzy, fuckin' with me and the D-P-Gizzy
 Niggas in New York know how Doggy get down
 I got my niggas in Queens, I got my bitches Uptown
 I got my business in Manhattan, I ain't fuckin' around
 I got some butter pecan Puerto Ricans from the Boogie Down (down)
 That's waiting on me to return
 So they can snatch these braids out and put my shit in a perm, word (word)
 They love it when I get to crippin'
 And spittin' this maga-agnficent pimpin' (pimpin')
 I don't know what you heard about me
 But a bitch can't get a blunt up outta me
 I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, an' I'm a G
 'Cause I'm a motherfuckin' C-R-I-P
 I don't know what you heard about me
 But a bitch can't get a crumb up outta me
 I drive a Cadillac, wear a perm, 'cause I'm a G
 An' I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
 You need to switch over and ride with a star
 It'll get you far
 I'm a P-I-M-P G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R
 Yeah, I'm young, but I ain't dumb
 Got some tricks, but I ain't one
 I'm a guerrilla for scrilla, I trip you, you try to run
 I let 'em do as they please, as long as they get my cheese
 Even if they gotta freeze, or if it's a hundred degrees
 I keep 'em on they knees, take a look under my sleeve
 I ain't gotta give 'em much, they're happy with Mickey D's, pimp
 We keep it pimpin' in the South, you know how it go (dirty, dirty!)
 We drive old-school, white walls with mink floors
 I spin the G-Unit piece, and get 'em dizzy
 Handcuff her if you love her or your girl coming with me
 When your neck and wrist glow, she already should know
 That money make the world go round, so let's get mo'
 It's time to show these players how it should be done
 You got pimp potential, you might could be one, G-Unit!
 I don't know what you heard about me (yeah!)
 But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me (woo!)
 No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see (uh-huh)
 That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
 I don't know what you heard about me (uh-huh)
 But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me (yeah!)
 No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
 That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P (yeah)
 In Hollywood, they say, "There's no business, like show business"
 In the hood they say, "There's no business, like hoe business," you know
 They say I talk a lil' fast, but if you listen a lil' faster
 I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, bitch!
 Ha-ha-ha
 Yeah