P.I.M.P.

[Verse 1: Prodigy] Man I swear I'll dog a bitch out She gonna fuck a spark out her ass She gonna reach in her cot And she gonna come up with all my cash She put that paper in my pocket everyday I keep it pimping push the clip in the AK When these niggas want to cut my throat Niggas stepping on my toes This my stroll, these my hoes Nigga this what I die for This lifestyle, these fly clothes These sportscars exotic She rolling up, I'm driving I'm in sixth gear, I'm wiling My money sure is rollick I got a couch in my closet I sit down and plan my outfit I'm sharp as a razor, out here I be pulling hoes, macking hard Pussy selling like drug bitch Complements of my bottom bitch 'Cause her head game is that dope shit [Hook] P-I-M-P P-I-M-P Put that paper in my pocket, paper in my pocke Put, put that paper in my pocket, paper in my pocket (x2) [Verse 2: Boogz Boogetz] I keep these bitches on a stroll Paper never fold Every time they pass they got to pay me like a toll You can't see me I'm too fly Everyday I'm on a roll Put that paper in my pocket 'cause I'm pimping all these hoes Yeah nigga I'm that paid White bitch she nasty She said she want to get money So I put the hoe on back pay From L.A. to Atlanta I ain't trying to hit that slammer Better pay respect, got to take the check Then make a step like tap dancers Styrofoam full of cough syrup I ain't talking no NyQuil Think you fucking with my team You must be sniffing that white girl Shooting dope, P.C.P. or maybe even that bath salt I hit the club and I'm cashing out 'Cause these hoes selling they ass off [Hook]