E-40

E-40 - It s Pimpin lyrics

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(What is it?)

It's pimpin, what (what is it?)

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'll be right back, when I be right back)

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'll be right back, when I be right back)

Tryin to have a stable full of, gregarious, clear bitches

Professional wonderful ladies of leisure, merrylicious

That'll get undressed at the drop of a dime at my request

And believe that, everyrythang I tell her to do is for the best

Hoe you in violation, you in the red, wait a minute hoe

You mean to tell me you tryin to jump camp

After a big ol' player like me done buttered yo' bread?

You free to go, I ain't gon' tell you no mo'

I told you twice, you'll be back cause you need, pimpin in yo' life

That's how you gotta get at these broads, you gotta check 'em

Man a hoe'll walk all over ya if you let 'em

I give her a Chinese name (what?) Won Gone

Then I stab out, with my ham sandwich, Fleetwood Brougham

Break a bitch, pimp shit, L-R-P's

Long Range Pimpin hoe, overseas

Whites blacks Filipinos, viet-ma-nese

Atlantic City, Vegas, Reno nigga please believe

(It's pimpin) all day, everyday, that 40 play

But he say, she say, beotch! That-a-way

(It's pimpin) all day, everyday, that 40 play

But he say, she say, beotch! That-a-way

(It's pimpin)

She was a baby (baby) she was lame (lame)

Til 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 like this knock

Who did the beat? My nigga Rik Rok

He a fool - that shit on hit

You know what this remind me of? Some of that Dr. Dre shit

Blarin, imagine that shit on blast

At the Arco station after the club, pumpin some gas

(Wait a minute, waithey hold up ba-ba-bump-bump

Ba-ba-bump-ah Baby ay sweetie! Ay look here baby

Underdig this, ya underdig? Ay look here

You need to get with a boss, tell that day old seven to get lost

Yeah, cause all he gon' is damage you

All I wanna do is manage you)

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'll be right back, when I be right back)

(It's pimpin) all day, everyday, that 40 play

But he say, she say, beotch! That-a-way

(It's pimpin) all day, everyday, that 40 play

But he say, she say, beotch! That-a-way

(It's pimpin)

She said just take me out to the pimp pic-nic

I'm a put it down for you

Represent that Sic'Wid'It

Whatever you want me to do

She loves me (loves me) she loves me not (loves me not)

As far as family, I'm all she got (all she got)

Pimpin and panderin, handlin these hoes

Penitentiary chancin it with these hoes

Checkin the track, collectin my scratch, and slammin Cadillac oors

Countin my stack, spat to them straps

Directin the mannerisms of these hoes

Ready for war, never too to', with Taylor shoes on my toes

Sickin my beotches on these rappers cause they be payin these oes

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'll be right back, when I be right back)

(It's pimpin) all day, everyday, that 40 play

But he say, she say, beotch! That-a-way

(It's pimpin) all day, everyday, that 40 play

But he say, she say, beotch! That-a-way

(It's pimpin)

F'real f'real nigga, I bet you that

I see a bitch nigga I bump the fattest bitch in the club

Nigga bout my pimpin nigga, I give a fuck and a half

I refuse to be livin 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?)

Please believe that (Yeah a real pimp'll

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'real?

(Man I'm six deep with no sleep man

I mean fat knees, to clackin they toes

A tappin, I'm bout a pimp smackin

I don't do nuttin but finesse rest and dress man

And let these bitches do the rest, y'knahmean?)

Fo'shiggidy (I pimp SO fat)

That is the best game I can smell 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'll put a bitch on the fifteen gurney in a hurry man

And tell that bitch, that-a-way!)

It's pimpin to me

(It's pimpin )

(It's pimpin!)

Thanks to razvan for correcting these lyrics

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