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Pimp |
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Its pimp *******t, its pimp *******t |
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***** said his ******* took him to court for child support |
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Its cheaper to keep her |
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Cheaper to keep her |
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Thats real talk |
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Cheaper to keep her |
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Thats real talk, its cheaper to keep her |
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[Chorus: Snoop Dogg] |
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Now if you don't think I know what the ***** i'm talkin bout |
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(What you talkin bout?) |
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Run down to the Dogg House, and see fo' yo own two eyes |
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******* try to pull snake moves to get a piece of the pie |
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[Hook] |
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Its impossible, to stop a ho |
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So let her go, and get the dough |
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Lead the way, or step aside |
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Break a ******* till the day I die |
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[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg] |
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Check me out, no doubt, I flip the game and re-route |
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I check her in wit Magic Man Juan, or Pimpin Ken |
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I just got back from Milwaukee, the All-Star game |
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Not the NBA *****, i'm talkin real playa *******t mayne |
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Macks, ballas, hustlas, and prostitutes |
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On the real my nig, you got to, got to get the loot |
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And if you got to shoot to get the loot |
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Then I guess you got to do what you gotta do |
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But know this, fa sho this, its somethin for realler |
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From a fifty cent ***** to a thousand dollar ***** |
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***** George Bush, the army, and the G.I. |
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***** this P.I., until I D.I. |
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[Chorus] |
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[Verse 2: Goldie Loc] |
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Now don't get mad when you see me wit ya girlfriend |
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She ridin shot gun, smokin the damn thang again |
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Now say it ain't true... |
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Baby you gank em and play em it ain't no ring on you |
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That ain't what I do, just because I spend time wit you |
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Don't really mean i'm lyin to you |
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You got to understand what this young pimp will say |
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Cause right about now, it ain't no time for play |
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Now watch me slap ya ass wit *****s, ******* |
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You was stricly *****ly, why you turn ****ly |
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Thats even better, now both of you ******* lick me |
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Then I sit back and watch y'all eat ******* |
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Kick off my feet and count my cheese |
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Snoop this ain't the XLF, this the P-I-M-P |
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Look, she think she burned out |
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Wait until I put her on the fast track and have her turned out |
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P.I! |
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[Chorus] |
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[Verse 3: Tray Deee] |
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Lil pretty skinny ass *******, but she gotta monkey |
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I know she suck *****s cause her lips nice and puffy |
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But she got the wrong thought, kinda got me turned off |
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Must be why she sweatin me, the ectasy she gon off |
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For realler, ho don't know i'm bout that scrilla |
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I peel her like a sunkiss for comin wit that dumb *******t(stupid *******!) |
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I keeps the P.I., poppin fa sho |
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Other suckas tend to love em, we just cop em and blow |
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Hos come, hos go, hos runnin ya slow |
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So keep her foot up in her ass, unless a ***** in her throat |
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Main grew ******* will go what I make ya do |
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And keep ya eyes on my Stacys while i'm lacin you |
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Ya like sex and *******t, and gettin naked quick |
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Ya lil wreckless *******, so gon and check them chips |
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And bring every penny back home and deck |
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And pull a couple of mo' hos you know that wanna get wrecked |
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[Chorus] |
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[Hook] |
