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by 50 Cent
# Debut Chart
2 Apr '03 R&B
3 May '03 Hot 100

Lyrics

[CHORUS] I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P [repeat CHORUS] Now shorty, she in the club She dancing for dollars She got a thing for that Gucci That Fendi, that Prada


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That BCBG, Burberry Dolce and Gabana She feed them foolish fantasies They pay her 'cause they wanna I spit a little G, man And my game got her A hour later Have that ass up in the Ramada Them trick niggas in her ear Saying they think about her I got the bitch by the bar Trying to get a drink up out her She like my style She like my smile She like the way I talk She from the country Think she like me 'Cause I'm from New York I ain't that nigga trying to holler 'Cause I want some head I'm that nigga trying to holler 'Cause I want some bread I could care less how she perform When she in the bed Bitch hit that track, catch a date And come and pay the kid Look, baby, this is simple You can't see You fucking with me You fucking with a P-I-M-P [repeat CHORUS 2x] I'm 'bout my money, you see Girl, you can holler at me If you fucking with me I'm a P-I-M-P Not what you see on TV No Cadillac, no greasy Head full of hair Bitch, I'm a P-I-M-P Come get money with me If you curious to see How it feels to be With a P-I-M-P Roll in the Benz with me You could watch the TV From the backseat of my V I'm a P-I-M-P Girl, we could pop the champagne And we could have a ball We could toast to the good life, Girl, we could have it all We could really splurge, girl And tear up the mall If ever you needed someone I'm the one you should call I'll be there to pick you up If ever you should fall If you got problems I can solve'em They big or they small That other nigga you be with Ain't 'bout shit I'm your friend, your father And confidant, bitch [repeat CHORUS 2x] I told you fools before I stay with the tools I keep a Benz, some rims And some jewels I holla at a hoe Till I got a bitch confused She got on Payless Me, I got on gator shoes I'm shopping for chinchillas In the summer, they're cheaper Man, this hoe you can have her When I'm done, I ain't gon' keep her Man, bitches come and go Every nigga pimping know You saying it's secret But you ain't gotta Keep it on the low Bitch, choose with me I'll have you stripping in the street Put my other hoes down You get your ass beat Now Nik, my bottom bitch She always come up with my bread The last nigga she was with Put stitches in her head Get your hoe out of pocket I'll put a charge on a bitch Cause I need four TVs And AMG's for the six Hoe make a pimp rich I ain't paying, bitch Catch a date, suck a dick Shit, trick [repeat CHORUS 2x] Yeah, in Hollywoood they say There's no business like show business In the hood they say, there's no business Like hoe business, you know They say I talk a little fast But if you listen a little faster I ain't got to slow down For you to catch up, bitch

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