Pimp C - Long Live The Pimp lyrics

[Verse] I'm on like a pound a neck bone b**h diamonds on the wood Pockets full a stone Been came up selling uber to the cluckers Got intentions we getting paid motherf**er Girls wanna s** me enemies duck me Cause am in mah home town haters can't touch me I got five hundred thousand pound of rocks on And as my j**elry they call me sweet john Hold up smoke some b**h Mah trademark know what i'm talking bout Pimp C goin down b**h Rebels in that saaaaaa Yeah b**h you can put it in yo mouth but you gonna have to pay for it I ain't want no p**y i ain't no rookie b**h I ain't want nothing but the god damn money Know what i'm talking bout Like pimp C you what i'm talking bout Real old great rookie know what i'm talking bout Yeah yeah pimp Get up on the wall b**h you under pimp arrest hoe Give me everything you got b**h Yeah yeah yeah i'm goin in ya pockets homie Yow wee wee yeah am talking about really going down b**h You know aaah don one them aaah Inducted me into the aaah fame of playa You know what's really going down I f** with snoop dogg you know out on the west coast You know i get me some west coast every now and then you know f** with C C hey man you know we really handle things out here man Clutchy tell me hey man i just bought a new rolls royce The b**h ain't got no top it ain't came in the shop yet man getcha mind on yah money Church sanctuary