[Intro: DJ Paul]
Pimpin' is big business (Believe me)
You gotta work these broads like never before (I say)
Pimpin' is big business (Believe me)
You gotta work these broads like never before
[Hook: DJ Paul]
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P.I.M.P
I'm a P-I-M-P, nigga, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, bitch, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P.I.M.P
[Verse 1: Frayser Boy]
I'm scopin' out them haters, fool
Slippin' on my gator shoes
Pimpin in my blood motherfucker
'Bout some paper, cool
Sharper than a razor dude
Fuck what I made ya do
Hoe get on the grind, respect my mind
See ya later, boo
Hoe get on the track or get smacked
Bring that money back
Get your ass jacked if ya slack
That's that pimpin' black
[Verse 2: Lil Wyte]
Well, spray the pimp juice
Cologne, it's on, gotta smell good for my baby
Mean mug a 'tute, cause the spinners drive her crazy
Get country roll, let the wind blow through her hair, through blown-out brains
From time to time, I pulled over, fucked her in pourin' rain
So I'm a pimp with my own level of pimpology
I'll keep my one and all y'all average keep y'all twenty-three
[Hook: DJ Paul]
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P.I.M.P
I'm a P-I-M-P, nigga, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, bitch, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P.I.M.P
[Verse 3: Crunchy Black]
See, I'ma hot, but I got a little pimp in me, dog
I got a hoe out there, she's gettin' grip for me, y'all
And if I catch her slippin', that's a lip busted, dog
I got a stable full of thoroughbred bitches, my dog
And if you want one of them to come up outta their drawers
You gotta pay with your way cause they're some baddy lil' broads
[Verse 4: Lord Infamous]
Mind manipulator, player from the Himalayas
That hoe better say a prayer if she do not quickly pay a
Nigga, mack, stallion, slayer
Oh, why do you wish to pay a
Brother like you, fruity flavor
Don't you dare disobey a
Mack, Lord's the debonair
All up in intensive care
Soon as I think she's okay, I'll send her ass right back there
[Hook: DJ Paul]
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P.I.M.P
I'm a P-I-M-P, nigga, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, bitch, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P.I.M.P
[Verse 5: Juicy J]
They call me Juicy Dynamite
Women say I'm out of sight
I'm something like a main event
A royal talk about some fight
And if you see me coughin', chokin'
Might be off that weed smoke
I'm in the Maybach on the street
Your girl was givin' me deepthroat
Just a wild player from the north off the block
Slangin' sizzurp by the ounces and that solid by the rock
[Verse 6: DJ Paul]
You see, I'm all about that cheese hoe, and ain't a damn thing funny
Fuck some matrimony bitch I'm talkin' 'bout that macaroni
I got some workers from San Francisco to Maine
Back down to Memphis, all the way over to Spain
Cause I work 'em like never before (Believe me)
I'm talkin' every day
[Hook: DJ Paul]
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P.I.M.P
I'm a P-I-M-P, nigga, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, bitch, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P-I-M-P, that's what I fuckin' be
I'm a P.I.M.P
