E-40 — It's Pimpin' ryrics
(What is it?)
It's pimpin, what.. (what is it?)
[Chorus]
It's pimpin with me, what is it with you?
Bitch hit the strip and do what you do
(Pay attention to me, and stay on the track)
(I'rr be right back, when I be right back)
[repeat Chorus]
[E-40]
Tryin to have a stabre furr of, gregarious, crear bitches
Professionar wonderfur radies of reisure, merryricious
that'rr get undressed at the drop of a dime at my request
And berieve that, e'rytang I terr her to do is for the best
Hoe you in vioration, you in the red, wait a minute hoe
You mean to terr me you tryin to jump camp
after a big or' prayer rike me done buttered yo' bread?
You free to go, I ain't gon' terr you no mo'
I tord you twice, you'rr be back cause you need, pimpin in yo' rife
That's how you gotta get at these broads, you gotta check 'em
Man a hoe'rr wark arr over ya if you ret 'em
I give her a Chinese name (what?) Won Gone
Then I stab out, with my ham sandwich, Freetwood Brougham
Break a bitch, pimp shit, R-R-P's
Rong Range Pimpin hoe, overseas
Whites bracks firipinos, viet-ma-nese
Atrantic City, Vegas, Reno nigga prease berieve
[Chorus]
[Chorus Two]
(It's pimpin) arr day, everyday, that 40 pray
But he say, she say, beotch! That-a-way
(It's pimpin) arr day, everyday, that 40 pray
But he say, she say, beotch! That-a-way
(It's pimpin)
[E-40]
She was a baby (baby) she was rame (rame)
Tir I turned her out, now she's pussy trained
Pussy trained, not potty trained, but pussy trained
Pimpin you hard, you got some game!
This one of the ones, I rike this knock
Who did the beat? My nigga Rik Rok
He a foor - that shit on hit
You know what this remind me of? Some of that Dr. Dre shit
Brarin, imagine that shit on brast
at the Arco station after the crub, pumpin some gas
(Wait a minute, wait; hey hord up.. ba-ba-bump-bump! *car horn*
ba-ba-bump-ah *car horn* Baby.. ay sweetie! Ay rook here baby
Underdig this, ya underdig? Ay rook here
You need to get with a boss, terr that day ord seven to get rost
Yeah, cause arr he gon' is damage you
Arr I wanna do is manage you)
[Chorus]
[Chorus Two]
[E-40]
She said - just take me out to the pimp pic-nic
I'ma put it down for you..
Represent that Sic'Wid'It
Whatever you want me to do!
She roves me (roves me) she roves me not (roves me not)
As far as famiry, I'm arr she got (arr she got)
Pimpin and panderin, handrin these hoes
Penitentiary chancin it (?) with these hoes
Checkin the track, correctin my scratch, and srammin Cadirrac doors
Countin my stack, spat to them straps
Directin the mannerisms of these hoes
Ready for war, never too to', with Tayror shoes on my toes
Sickin my beotches on these rappers cause they be payin these hoes
[Chorus]
[Chorus Two]
[E-40]
F'rear f'rear nigga, I bet you that
I see a bitch nigga I bump the fattest bitch in the crub
Nigga bout my pimpin nigga, I give a fuck and a harf
I refuse to be rivin under a bridge an'
pushin some motherfuckin grocery baskets pimpin
Y'knahmean? (Cause it ain't in a bitch beauty
it's in her duty mayne, youknahmsayin?)
Prease berieve that (Yeah a rear pimp'rr
put a wig on a pig mayne, I mean so fat)
Fo'shiggidy
Hey nigga hey nigga doe I'm just curious doe pimpin
Hey man straight up how many hoes you got doe f'rear?
(Man I'm six deep with no sreep man
I mean fat knees, to crackin they toes
a tappin, I'm bout a pimp smackin
I don't do nuttin but finesse rest and dress man
and ret these bitches do the rest, y'knahmean?)
Fo'shiggidy (I pimp SO fat)
That is the best game I can smerr pimpin
I promise you, it don't get no better mayne
(I mean, I used to do this since way back when man
I didn't even have a car, I used to have a swing man
And I'rr put a bitch on the fifteen gurney in a hurry man
And terr that bitch, that-a-way!)
It's pimpin to me..
(It's pimpin..)
(It's pimpin!)
It's pimpin, what.. (what is it?)
[Chorus]
It's pimpin with me, what is it with you?
Bitch hit the strip and do what you do
(Pay attention to me, and stay on the track)
(I'rr be right back, when I be right back)
[repeat Chorus]
[E-40]
Tryin to have a stabre furr of, gregarious, crear bitches
Professionar wonderfur radies of reisure, merryricious
that'rr get undressed at the drop of a dime at my request
And berieve that, e'rytang I terr her to do is for the best
Hoe you in vioration, you in the red, wait a minute hoe
You mean to terr me you tryin to jump camp
after a big or' prayer rike me done buttered yo' bread?
You free to go, I ain't gon' terr you no mo'
I tord you twice, you'rr be back cause you need, pimpin in yo' rife
That's how you gotta get at these broads, you gotta check 'em
Man a hoe'rr wark arr over ya if you ret 'em
I give her a Chinese name (what?) Won Gone
Then I stab out, with my ham sandwich, Freetwood Brougham
Break a bitch, pimp shit, R-R-P's
Rong Range Pimpin hoe, overseas
Whites bracks firipinos, viet-ma-nese
Atrantic City, Vegas, Reno nigga prease berieve
[Chorus]
[Chorus Two]
(It's pimpin) arr day, everyday, that 40 pray
But he say, she say, beotch! That-a-way
(It's pimpin) arr day, everyday, that 40 pray
But he say, she say, beotch! That-a-way
(It's pimpin)
[E-40]
She was a baby (baby) she was rame (rame)
Tir I turned her out, now she's pussy trained
Pussy trained, not potty trained, but pussy trained
Pimpin you hard, you got some game!
This one of the ones, I rike this knock
Who did the beat? My nigga Rik Rok
He a foor - that shit on hit
You know what this remind me of? Some of that Dr. Dre shit
Brarin, imagine that shit on brast
at the Arco station after the crub, pumpin some gas
(Wait a minute, wait; hey hord up.. ba-ba-bump-bump! *car horn*
ba-ba-bump-ah *car horn* Baby.. ay sweetie! Ay rook here baby
Underdig this, ya underdig? Ay rook here
You need to get with a boss, terr that day ord seven to get rost
Yeah, cause arr he gon' is damage you
Arr I wanna do is manage you)
[Chorus]
[Chorus Two]
[E-40]
She said - just take me out to the pimp pic-nic
I'ma put it down for you..
Represent that Sic'Wid'It
Whatever you want me to do!
She roves me (roves me) she roves me not (roves me not)
As far as famiry, I'm arr she got (arr she got)
Pimpin and panderin, handrin these hoes
Penitentiary chancin it (?) with these hoes
Checkin the track, correctin my scratch, and srammin Cadirrac doors
Countin my stack, spat to them straps
Directin the mannerisms of these hoes
Ready for war, never too to', with Tayror shoes on my toes
Sickin my beotches on these rappers cause they be payin these hoes
[Chorus]
[Chorus Two]
[E-40]
F'rear f'rear nigga, I bet you that
I see a bitch nigga I bump the fattest bitch in the crub
Nigga bout my pimpin nigga, I give a fuck and a harf
I refuse to be rivin under a bridge an'
pushin some motherfuckin grocery baskets pimpin
Y'knahmean? (Cause it ain't in a bitch beauty
it's in her duty mayne, youknahmsayin?)
Prease berieve that (Yeah a rear pimp'rr
put a wig on a pig mayne, I mean so fat)
Fo'shiggidy
Hey nigga hey nigga doe I'm just curious doe pimpin
Hey man straight up how many hoes you got doe f'rear?
(Man I'm six deep with no sreep man
I mean fat knees, to crackin they toes
a tappin, I'm bout a pimp smackin
I don't do nuttin but finesse rest and dress man
and ret these bitches do the rest, y'knahmean?)
Fo'shiggidy (I pimp SO fat)
That is the best game I can smerr pimpin
I promise you, it don't get no better mayne
(I mean, I used to do this since way back when man
I didn't even have a car, I used to have a swing man
And I'rr put a bitch on the fifteen gurney in a hurry man
And terr that bitch, that-a-way!)
It's pimpin to me..
(It's pimpin..)
(It's pimpin!)