[Verse 1]
Don't get mad when you see me with my prostitute
I seen [?] tax his ho on you square a** dudes
I can't believe the power I possess that make you so mad
If it ain't the pimp music, it's the game I have
You know how stupid you look at me when you hatin, my friend
I'll prolly have to blast yo a** if I see you again
You on a bus stop pushin that b**h till it came
You say goodbye for 30 minutes cause you gots no game
Who you talkin to like that, don't question me ho
You the b**h in kindergarten
That got her mouth washed out with soap
Ho I'm a pimp I'm from Pomona I got game I got cla**
I got s**er-repellent on me homie I'll beat yo a**
I hear you pimpin now, huh? Well ain't that nice
Ain't never sent a prostitute nowhere a day in your life
And tell your homies I was at a music grindin
With my prostitutes standin right out front
Then tellin me you had two of them punk
[Chorus]
Don't, fight the pimpin'
Don't, fight the pimpin'
Don't, fight the pimpin'
n***a don't, fight the pimpin
[Verse 2]
Her name was b**h, cause she f**ed for free
But now when Suga met her not after f**in with me
Oh no, cause either you gon be a run-down-the-hill-and-get-some b**h
Or walk-down-the-hill-and-get-em-all hustler, so come on
With ya bad self in high heels on, come on
Lips, hips, fingertips on the stroll, come on
Respect the game b**h, do as you're told
Cause I been pimpin prostitutes since 17 years old
Done seen LB, [?], Warren Y, AY, A-Cap, Norlean Clear
Patrick Camp, [?] graduated from state
And got my game from all the freaks gonna wreck my case
It's my prerogative, run my game b**h and it's gonna come back
pimp pimp pimp pimp pimp pimp P-I-M-P positive
Look for the holder knock (knock)
Give her the sugar lock (lock)
Get at the ho, strip the ho
Now I got ho on the co*k (co*k)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Now how fine do I gotta get?
To have a prostitute servin me the way she do
Now how fine do I gotta get?
If I wanna wait 5 years to give you the blues
Now how fine do I gotta get?
If I kick it with her would gettin bang n***a what's my name
Now how fine do I gotta get?
If I jack off with a sock in the sunshine homie
And you see that yellow spot
I'm a full-fledged pimp, I made two hos faint
But I'ma listen to yo a** say what I can and I can't
f** that! Man this Laneway, straight from the dirt
And I'll beat a b**h a** till she respects my work
Old tired a** n***a don't see she wanna be snatched
And wonder why them b**hes leavin with no dap and no snacks
And rather sit here with no cigarettes and no beer
Complainin about how you can't pay yo bills
And the b**h right here
[Chorus]