[Intro: Eightball] Ah yeah! Eightball & MJG in the mothaf**in house, And we came here today to talk to you about this thang called pimpin. It has been misunderstood over the years, so now, we come to set the record straight. n***as don't do this sh** I right it takes a special kinda n***a, knowatimsayn'? Yeah! [Eightball:] It takes a n***a that's hard from the start, you gotta have heart, To meet a b**h, mack her then rip her apart. It's all in the game, a n***a can't change, If you don't break a b**h then your game is lame mane. See I'm from Tennessee, with curls and gold teeth, so everywhere I go b**hes strike up conversations with me. About the way I talk, about the way I dress, About how my gold teeth look so fresh. See how I bait 'em in soon as a n***a speak, That G's voice just make a b**h knees weak. I'm in my caddilac, chillin like a fat mac, Smokin on a fat sac, drinkin on a pint of 'yac. I pick up my car phone 'cause a freak beeped, It's my n***as baby mama but some times I creep. That's just the way it is n***as have to take a chance, When you ain't around anybody could be in that a**. But I'm just a young n***a tryin to make a dolla, And the way I live, to some it's hard to swallow. See living down south ain't what you think it be, Nine times outta ten n***as like me, pimps. (Yeah, that's right, tryin to teach all these lames How to do this sh**, 'cause it's really a hard job. But them lame n***as, they make me get so high) [Chorus: Woman/Eightball] And I just can't stand to get my feet off the ground (I get so high) And I just can't stand to get my feet off the ground (I get so high) [MJG:] Now let me explain a pimp a n***a about the m-o-n-e-y See a hoe break a hoe, and try to influence the b**h To turn a trick for the n***a who, presuaded her to sell a** Like a hoe is supposed to Now how the f** you think as pimp is slippin? Surrounded by all these hoes that's going and giving me money It's funny how a hoe could make you thinks she's with 'cha When all the time she's just another n***as gold digger MJG got a b**h for a rich trick, take of your business, Bring me my money, yeah this sh** is thick Hoe don't violate, b**h you know I taught you better, Take all his cash, grab on his a**, write that trick a love letter. Train your woman to break a man, man meaning another n***a Just some sh** in the game same 'ol same to make your pimpin bigger Slicker the pimpin gets, freaker gets the b**h, MJG is rich, I'm coo-coo for these tricks, I'm a pimp. (Yeah that's right baby, I'm pimpin so what you need to do is Set that a** out and uh, right about now I'm finna fire up one of these spliffs, and get so high) [Chorus: Woman/MJG] [Eightball:] Part two, it's all the same g, Trying to school fools on this P-I-M-P Lesson 1 - first you should, pull a b**h f** her good The next time tell her no, but the next time take her dough. Oh! you gotta watch your back too mane 'Cause there's a lot of b**hes in the world with much game Lesson 2 - watch that hoe, don't trust her with none of yo dough Never let a b**h know how you make your cash flow Lesson 3 - if you don't tell that how who is boss, b**hes like to run sh** but end up gettin smacked in the mouth See a real n***a believe in beatin them hoes down Push her head into the wall til you hear the crackin sound Drown in the tub, rub-a-dub dub Some n***as get p**y whipped then fall into a love bug Buyin hoes this, buyin hoes that, then braggin to your friends How you f** her from the back Never how you took they cash, never how you beat they a** Never how you pull hoes, f** 'em then drop 'em fast I don't understand your plan at all man You should be around n***as like me pimps (Yeah man these n***as a trip knowatimsayin? But n***as like me, I have to smoke them spliffs to keep my mind off that sh**, but when I smoke, I get so high) [Chorus: Woman/Eightball] [MJG:] Where ever there's a hoe there's bound to be a pimp The pimp supplies his b**hes with some tricks that they can attempt A s**er will spend all his money 'til he ain't got nothing left Instead of blaming a b**h he needs to blame it on himself It wouldn't be a hoe if it wasn't for the trick But I suggest we keep 'em so a pimp can keep his b**h It needs to understood, there wouldn't be one without the other So why in the hell these folks tryin to sweat a mother f**a Jealous s**a just maaad they can't hang with the pimp thang Looking to sprinkle some salt in a pimps game How in the f** do you figure that pimpin is dead When n***a you know it's alive pimpin been misunderstood By those who can't that's why they said it died Others tried pimpin but was only making chump-change One track minded n***as never run a m-train Re-arrange sh** that they done seen in a movie script Damn ain't that a b**h [echo] n***as like me, a pimp (MJ f**in G, P-I-M-P, stand down on this pimpin About these hoes, but some n***as f**s it up for real n***as And that sh** just makes me get so high) [Chorus: until fades out]