Don't Fight Da Pimpin'

Don't get mad when you see me with my prostitute

I seen tax his ho on you square ass dudes

I can't believe the power I possess that make you so mad

If it ain't the pimp music, it's the game I have

You know how stupid you look at me when you hatin, my friend

I'll prolly have to blast yo ass if I see you again

You on a bus stop pushin that bitch till it came

You say goodbye for 30 minutes cause you gots no game

Who you talkin to like that, don't question me ho

You the bitch in kindergarten

That got her mouth washed out with soap

Ho I'm a pimp I'm from Pomona I got game I got class

I got sucker-repellent on me homie I'll beat yo ass

I hear you pimpin now, huh? Well ain't that nice

Ain't never sent a prostitute nowhere a day in your life

And tell your homies I was at a music grindin

With my prostitutes standin right out front

Then tellin me you had two of them punk

Don't, fight the pimpin'

Don't, fight the pimpin'

Don't, fight the pimpin'

Nigga don't, fight the pimpin

Her name was bitch, cause she fucked for free

But now when Suga met her not after fuckin with me

Oh no, cause either you gon be a run-down-the-hill-and-get-some bitch

Or walk-down-the-hill-and-get-em-all hustler, so come on

With ya bad self in high heels on, come on

Lips, hips, fingertips on the stroll, come on

Respect the game bitch, do as you're told

Cause I been pimpin prostitutes since 17 years old

Done seen LB, [?????], Warren Y, AY, A-Cap, Norlean Clear

Patrick Camp, graduated from state

And got my game from all the freaks gonna wreck my case

It's my prerogative, run my game bitch and it's gonna come back

pimp pimp pimp pimp pimp pimp P-I-M-P positive

Look for the holder knock (knock)

Give her the sugar lock (lock)

Get at the ho, strip the ho

Now I got ho on the cock (cock)

Now how fine do I gotta get?

To have a prostitute servin me the way she do

Now how fine do I gotta get?

If I wanna wait 5 years to give you the blues

Now how fine do I gotta get?

If I kick it with her would gettin bang nigga what's my name

Now how fine do I gotta get?

If I jack off with a sock in the sunshine homie

And you see that yellow spot

I'm a full-fledged pimp, I made two hos faint

But I'ma listen to yo ass say what I can and I can't

Fuck that! Man this Laneway, straight from the dirt

And I'll beat a bitch ass till she respects my work

Old tired ass nigga don't see she wanna be snatched

And wonder why them bitches leavin with no dap and no snacks

And rather sit here with no cigarettes and no beer

Complainin about how you can't pay yo bills

And the bitch right here