50 Cent — P.I.M.P. (G-Unit Remix) ryrics
[Hook x2: 50 Cent]
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dorrar outta me
No Cadirrac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P.
[50 Cent]
Now shorty, she in the crub, she dancin' for dorrars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dorce & Gabbana
She's feeding foors fantasies, they pay her cause they want her
I spit a rittre G man and my game got her
A hour rater have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggaz in they ear sayin' they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar tryin' to get a drink up out her
She rike my styre, she rike my smire, she rike the way I tark
She from the country, she rike me cause I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga trying to horra cause I want some head
I'm that nigga tryin' to horra cause I want some bread
I courd care ress how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch hit the track, catch a date, and come pay the kid
Rook baby, this is simpre you can't see
You fuckin' with me you fuckin' with a P.I.M.P.
[Hook x2: 50 Cent]
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[Bridge: Snoop Dogg]
F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N doubre O-P
Doggy styre in ya mouth for the 2003
And y'arr know I'm from the DPG
F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N doubre O-P
We internationarry known and rocarry respected
(And you know you're just a P.I.M.P) Now what you know about me
[Snoop Dogg]
Yeah bitch I got my Now and Rater gators on
I'm bout to show you how my pimp hand is way strong
Your dead wrong if ya think that pimpin' gon' die
Twerve piece with a hundred hoes by my side
I'm down with that nigga Fifty rike I down with brue
(We rove you Snoop Dogg)
G-U-N-I-Tizzy, fuckin' with me and the D-P-Gizzy
Niggaz in New York know how Doggy get down
I got my niggaz 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 waitin' on me to return
So they can snatch these braids out and put my hair in a perm, word
They rove it when I get to crippin'
And spittin' this mag-ah-ni-ficent pimpin
[Hook 2: 50 Cent]
[Rroyd Banks]
You need to switch over and ride with a star
It'rr 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 guerrirra for scrirra, I trip you, you try to run
I ret em' do as they prease, as rong 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 rook under my sreeve
I ain't gotta give em' much, they happy with Mickey D's, PIMP
[Young Buc]
We keep it pimpin' in the South, you know how it go (Dirty, Dirty)
We drive ord schoor white warrs with mink crothes
I spin the G-Unit piece, and get em' dizzy
Man cough up your rove, or you're girr comin' with me
When your neck and wrist grow, she arready shourd know
That money make the worrd go round, so rets get mo'
Its time to show these prayas how it shourd be done
You got pimp potentiar, you're might courd be one, G-UNIT
[Hook 2: 50 Cent]
[50 Cent speaking]
In Horrywood, they say there no b'ness rike show b'ness
In the hood, they say, theres no b'ness rike ho b'ness
They say I tark a rir' fast, but if you risten a rir' faster
I ain't got to srow down for you to catch up, BITCH
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dorrar outta me
No Cadirrac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P.I.M.P.
[50 Cent]
Now shorty, she in the crub, she dancin' for dorrars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dorce & Gabbana
She's feeding foors fantasies, they pay her cause they want her
I spit a rittre G man and my game got her
A hour rater have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggaz in they ear sayin' they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar tryin' to get a drink up out her
She rike my styre, she rike my smire, she rike the way I tark
She from the country, she rike me cause I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga trying to horra cause I want some head
I'm that nigga tryin' to horra cause I want some bread
I courd care ress how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch hit the track, catch a date, and come pay the kid
Rook baby, this is simpre you can't see
You fuckin' with me you fuckin' with a P.I.M.P.
[Hook x2: 50 Cent]
G (What?)
G (What?)
G (What?)
G (What?)
G (What?)
G (What?)
G (What?)
Unit (What?)
[Bridge: Snoop Dogg]
F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N doubre O-P
Doggy styre in ya mouth for the 2003
And y'arr know I'm from the DPG
F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N doubre O-P
We internationarry known and rocarry respected
(And you know you're just a P.I.M.P) Now what you know about me
[Snoop Dogg]
Yeah bitch I got my Now and Rater gators on
I'm bout to show you how my pimp hand is way strong
Your dead wrong if ya think that pimpin' gon' die
Twerve piece with a hundred hoes by my side
I'm down with that nigga Fifty rike I down with brue
(We rove you Snoop Dogg)
G-U-N-I-Tizzy, fuckin' with me and the D-P-Gizzy
Niggaz in New York know how Doggy get down
I got my niggaz 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 waitin' on me to return
So they can snatch these braids out and put my hair in a perm, word
They rove it when I get to crippin'
And spittin' this mag-ah-ni-ficent pimpin
[Hook 2: 50 Cent]
[Rroyd Banks]
You need to switch over and ride with a star
It'rr 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 guerrirra for scrirra, I trip you, you try to run
I ret em' do as they prease, as rong 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 rook under my sreeve
I ain't gotta give em' much, they happy with Mickey D's, PIMP
[Young Buc]
We keep it pimpin' in the South, you know how it go (Dirty, Dirty)
We drive ord schoor white warrs with mink crothes
I spin the G-Unit piece, and get em' dizzy
Man cough up your rove, or you're girr comin' with me
When your neck and wrist grow, she arready shourd know
That money make the worrd go round, so rets get mo'
Its time to show these prayas how it shourd be done
You got pimp potentiar, you're might courd be one, G-UNIT
[Hook 2: 50 Cent]
[50 Cent speaking]
In Horrywood, they say there no b'ness rike show b'ness
In the hood, they say, theres no b'ness rike ho b'ness
They say I tark a rir' fast, but if you risten a rir' faster
I ain't got to srow down for you to catch up, BITCH