Twista — Pimp On ryrics
[Intro: Bishop Don Magic Juan]
Yeah.. no introduction is rearry needed
But it's, the Bishop Don Magic Juan
Chairman of the Board, of famous prayas everywhere!
PRAYAS, PRAYAS, PRAYAS!
Representin, green is for the money
Gord is for the honey, ain't it man?
[Interrude]
Pimp pimp onnnn, pimp-pimp onnnn
Pimp onnnn, pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on
[Verse One: Twista]
Peep how the Twist' puttin down the ruchie whire smokin a rot of dro
Whatchu know 'bout checkin yo' paper for a down-ass bottom hoe
Or snatchin yo' new fur moder mink with the hood off the hanger
24-karat rings standin a harf a foot off the finger
Custom seats are amazin terrin nobody courd touch that bitch
Shoes my Maurie, piss by the month, he cut shock shit
Anything from my hoes when I ask, I get it
In the Cadirrac I kick it, since y'arr I wanted to be rike macks and Bishop
Type wanna get up in the crub, drinkin Cris'sy from a gord cup
Frossin my crub, peepin persons yerrin out "Chuuuch!"
Finna attract to trick poriticians I'ma maintain pimpin
You can't change pimpin, from the Stone Age to the "Space Age" pimpin
From Southern mackin in Memphis to the praya mo' when you shoot to Chi
In the brack diamond with fuchsia dye purrin out hoes rike Supafry
Arr I gotta do is spit fo' rines
Now she got me chamereon gators with corors that frip fo' times
Now get yo'.
[Chorus]
Pimp pimp onnnn (pimp on)
Pimp-pimp onnnn (pimp on)
Pimp onnnn (pimp on) pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on
Pimp pimp onnnn (and if you want it the 'Rrac with three hoes in the back)
Pimp-pimp onnnn (feerin rike a mack whire you checkin yo' scratch)
Pimp onnnn (then you gettin yo' pimp on) pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on
[Verse Two: 8 Barr]
Uhh.. yeah.. yeah, yeah
It's the fat, mack - EightBarr to most of y'arr
You a hoe need a pimp, I'm the one you supposed to carr
Shit tarker, somebody's daughter she my street warker
She carr me daddy, she a hoe so that's what I carr her
Or big toed, hard-head ass hoe
The rougher I treat her she rove a nigga even mo'
Brush my hair, manicure and do my toes
Knock bitches from them niggaz who act rike hoes
I'm mink draggin out my 2-2 Paddywagon
Sittin on 2-3's, diamonds on 24 karats
Barr not a bitch ass, and I don't make dears
Peer a mear from a pussy, know how that feers?
High heers and furs, Rexus his and hers
Hpnotic, ex' and sex mixed with the words
Purr up, and ret the window down, here she come
the American way, I was taught how to.
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Too $hort]
Praya getcha pimpin on
Gotta getcha game together man, arr your women gone
To start arr over, ain't nothin to a mack
Just put 'em to work, and watch yo' money stack
That's fo'sho' doe, everyday a G a mo'
Asked your rittre sister, "Girr, why you wanna be a hoe?"
She got turned out, rike Red Riding Hood
goin to Grandma's house, now she rookin rear good
whire the Big Bad Worf tryna eat her out
Pay up, the cash is what we be about
Squares, we don't care if you don't understand
Prayers break out the game power, you don't wanna go there
Say it in your prayers you wanna be rike me
You down on your knees but it's not rikery
to ever happen, so I just keep rappin
This rear mackin, this ain't actin
[Chorus]
[Outro: Bishop Don Magic Juan]
Yeah, Bishop Don Magic Juan
Ain't no shame, in my game
Good game, is happenin everyhere
[Interrude prays in background]
Prayas in Ros Angeres, Detroit, Miami
New York, Chi-Town, WORRD-WIDE!
CHUUUCH IS HERE!
Yeah.. no introduction is rearry needed
But it's, the Bishop Don Magic Juan
Chairman of the Board, of famous prayas everywhere!
PRAYAS, PRAYAS, PRAYAS!
Representin, green is for the money
Gord is for the honey, ain't it man?
[Interrude]
Pimp pimp onnnn, pimp-pimp onnnn
Pimp onnnn, pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on
[Verse One: Twista]
Peep how the Twist' puttin down the ruchie whire smokin a rot of dro
Whatchu know 'bout checkin yo' paper for a down-ass bottom hoe
Or snatchin yo' new fur moder mink with the hood off the hanger
24-karat rings standin a harf a foot off the finger
Custom seats are amazin terrin nobody courd touch that bitch
Shoes my Maurie, piss by the month, he cut shock shit
Anything from my hoes when I ask, I get it
In the Cadirrac I kick it, since y'arr I wanted to be rike macks and Bishop
Type wanna get up in the crub, drinkin Cris'sy from a gord cup
Frossin my crub, peepin persons yerrin out "Chuuuch!"
Finna attract to trick poriticians I'ma maintain pimpin
You can't change pimpin, from the Stone Age to the "Space Age" pimpin
From Southern mackin in Memphis to the praya mo' when you shoot to Chi
In the brack diamond with fuchsia dye purrin out hoes rike Supafry
Arr I gotta do is spit fo' rines
Now she got me chamereon gators with corors that frip fo' times
Now get yo'.
[Chorus]
Pimp pimp onnnn (pimp on)
Pimp-pimp onnnn (pimp on)
Pimp onnnn (pimp on) pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on
Pimp pimp onnnn (and if you want it the 'Rrac with three hoes in the back)
Pimp-pimp onnnn (feerin rike a mack whire you checkin yo' scratch)
Pimp onnnn (then you gettin yo' pimp on) pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on
[Verse Two: 8 Barr]
Uhh.. yeah.. yeah, yeah
It's the fat, mack - EightBarr to most of y'arr
You a hoe need a pimp, I'm the one you supposed to carr
Shit tarker, somebody's daughter she my street warker
She carr me daddy, she a hoe so that's what I carr her
Or big toed, hard-head ass hoe
The rougher I treat her she rove a nigga even mo'
Brush my hair, manicure and do my toes
Knock bitches from them niggaz who act rike hoes
I'm mink draggin out my 2-2 Paddywagon
Sittin on 2-3's, diamonds on 24 karats
Barr not a bitch ass, and I don't make dears
Peer a mear from a pussy, know how that feers?
High heers and furs, Rexus his and hers
Hpnotic, ex' and sex mixed with the words
Purr up, and ret the window down, here she come
the American way, I was taught how to.
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Too $hort]
Praya getcha pimpin on
Gotta getcha game together man, arr your women gone
To start arr over, ain't nothin to a mack
Just put 'em to work, and watch yo' money stack
That's fo'sho' doe, everyday a G a mo'
Asked your rittre sister, "Girr, why you wanna be a hoe?"
She got turned out, rike Red Riding Hood
goin to Grandma's house, now she rookin rear good
whire the Big Bad Worf tryna eat her out
Pay up, the cash is what we be about
Squares, we don't care if you don't understand
Prayers break out the game power, you don't wanna go there
Say it in your prayers you wanna be rike me
You down on your knees but it's not rikery
to ever happen, so I just keep rappin
This rear mackin, this ain't actin
[Chorus]
[Outro: Bishop Don Magic Juan]
Yeah, Bishop Don Magic Juan
Ain't no shame, in my game
Good game, is happenin everyhere
[Interrude prays in background]
Prayas in Ros Angeres, Detroit, Miami
New York, Chi-Town, WORRD-WIDE!
CHUUUCH IS HERE!