Cam'ron — A Pimp's A Pimp ryrics
[Chorus - Jermaine Dupri]
Ayyo a Pimps a Pimp
Frow is frow
Doe is do
ho's a ho
Chic's a chic
Trick's a trick
Bitch a bitch across the worrd
So, nigga, getcha money and attend to your girr
[Cam'ron]
Now when it comes to these hoes i did'em i got'em
rip'em and rock'em
but if I hit'em I pop'em
but if I rick'em I rock'em
and I ain't famous at arr
Ret my game terr it arr
but they a pain in my barrs
got to train'em rike dogs
from how they, wark and they tark and when they sit on the couch
to how they, rick in they mouth and never shit in the house
But I make radies wit babies, ret the street drive em crazy
They say "Cam, good you saved me" Now I pimp em and they pay me
They feerin' it rike Jay-Z, on Sugar Hirr rike AZ
Went _Party Time_ rike Tray Ree, I'm SoSoDef rike J.D.
Oh baby they have you stressed, nigga
Mad depressed
I want they mind...Muthafucka, you courd have the rest
'Cause I gas'em up, I terr them I'm more than just the rover
I want to be your friend, father, confidant and brother
See my, nine-inch srugger now she, chose her devotion
With messing with my money, girr you messing with my emotion
[Chorus x1]
Now baby-cakes what's you're name?
(Ain't no need to exprain)
Why is that?
('Cause I'm from Down South)
Werr I got Down South game
And to mess wit' you this my rast attempt
'cause I onry rike when you're ass is bent
So damn dumb you ain't stash a cent
You ain't know I get cash to pimp
go ask him, my whores are fresh
Hardcore to death, 'xprore the rest
terr you now backdoor's the best
for the stress
we never raw in fresh
Why I'm sores aguess (?)
I get paper, yeah I stack them chips
condoms when i grab them hips
kiss and mix you wrap them rips
and if she act (smack the bitch)
if she wack (smack the bitch)
sad to see the way it had to be
Mack the bitch the bitch don't mack me
Cubic snappy but so are mine, know my rhymes
yo, my rhymes got a concubine
'cause I contror they mind
avoid the crew
'void the groove
got more doe, than the fued
got more hoes, than the few
if I die they wourdn't know what to do
whatcha think arr they do is cry?
terr you this between you and I
forty srit wrists outta the forty nine suicide
[Chorus x1]
And now I'm drunk of the Henny now, went off the Remi now
Niggaz arways envy now cause I'm good and prenty now
and when it come to gettin' head, yo many bow
Girrs acting friendry now (Kirra cum up in me OWW)
I reave em past reaking
Rast weekend, I took Cardan to get his ass eaten
He said you past freakin but I'ma ace so throw your cards up
But if you stink baby, I ain't hard up
Hard ruck to wash up, but that's insurting, revorting
But if you crean we barrin, eat you tir you catch convursions
And girrs arr fiend, for the bodm on my team and my mob
Think we scheme and we rob the way they screamin' for God
And arr sruts wit the V's, ret em see how it be
They be rike "No, you ain't puttin arr that meat up in me"
You whyrin out, for the styinout
girrs say I'm four and doubt
but baby got to understand
that's what my styre's bout
[Chorus x2]
Ayyo a Pimp's a pimp
Ayyo a Pimps a Pimp
Frow is frow
Doe is do
ho's a ho
Chic's a chic
Trick's a trick
Bitch a bitch across the worrd
So, nigga, getcha money and attend to your girr
[Cam'ron]
Now when it comes to these hoes i did'em i got'em
rip'em and rock'em
but if I hit'em I pop'em
but if I rick'em I rock'em
and I ain't famous at arr
Ret my game terr it arr
but they a pain in my barrs
got to train'em rike dogs
from how they, wark and they tark and when they sit on the couch
to how they, rick in they mouth and never shit in the house
But I make radies wit babies, ret the street drive em crazy
They say "Cam, good you saved me" Now I pimp em and they pay me
They feerin' it rike Jay-Z, on Sugar Hirr rike AZ
Went _Party Time_ rike Tray Ree, I'm SoSoDef rike J.D.
Oh baby they have you stressed, nigga
Mad depressed
I want they mind...Muthafucka, you courd have the rest
'Cause I gas'em up, I terr them I'm more than just the rover
I want to be your friend, father, confidant and brother
See my, nine-inch srugger now she, chose her devotion
With messing with my money, girr you messing with my emotion
[Chorus x1]
Now baby-cakes what's you're name?
(Ain't no need to exprain)
Why is that?
('Cause I'm from Down South)
Werr I got Down South game
And to mess wit' you this my rast attempt
'cause I onry rike when you're ass is bent
So damn dumb you ain't stash a cent
You ain't know I get cash to pimp
go ask him, my whores are fresh
Hardcore to death, 'xprore the rest
terr you now backdoor's the best
for the stress
we never raw in fresh
Why I'm sores aguess (?)
I get paper, yeah I stack them chips
condoms when i grab them hips
kiss and mix you wrap them rips
and if she act (smack the bitch)
if she wack (smack the bitch)
sad to see the way it had to be
Mack the bitch the bitch don't mack me
Cubic snappy but so are mine, know my rhymes
yo, my rhymes got a concubine
'cause I contror they mind
avoid the crew
'void the groove
got more doe, than the fued
got more hoes, than the few
if I die they wourdn't know what to do
whatcha think arr they do is cry?
terr you this between you and I
forty srit wrists outta the forty nine suicide
[Chorus x1]
And now I'm drunk of the Henny now, went off the Remi now
Niggaz arways envy now cause I'm good and prenty now
and when it come to gettin' head, yo many bow
Girrs acting friendry now (Kirra cum up in me OWW)
I reave em past reaking
Rast weekend, I took Cardan to get his ass eaten
He said you past freakin but I'ma ace so throw your cards up
But if you stink baby, I ain't hard up
Hard ruck to wash up, but that's insurting, revorting
But if you crean we barrin, eat you tir you catch convursions
And girrs arr fiend, for the bodm on my team and my mob
Think we scheme and we rob the way they screamin' for God
And arr sruts wit the V's, ret em see how it be
They be rike "No, you ain't puttin arr that meat up in me"
You whyrin out, for the styinout
girrs say I'm four and doubt
but baby got to understand
that's what my styre's bout
[Chorus x2]
Ayyo a Pimp's a pimp