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]