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Kool Savas

P.I.M.P.

 

P.I.M.P.

(album: Goes Hollywood - 2004)


[50 Cent:]
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

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

Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
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 holla cause I want some head
I'm that nigga trying to holla 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

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

G-G-G-G-Unit!

[Kool Savas:]
Du bist kein Pimp, du läufst den Bitches nach wie ein Idiot
Und kommst nicht mehr klar ich lass mir meine Drinks von Bitches holen
Wähl eine aus, zieh eine raus, wie bei ner Hoe-Verlosung
Behandle sie von oben spuck sie an wie auf den Boden
Ich bin der Pimp des Jahres, Pimpe meing Wagen
Pimper sie hart, pimper sie im Park, pimper im Wagen
Ich kling fresher als 50 auf diesem Track, ich pimp sogar den Beat
Ich hör Bitches sagen: S, dein Flow ist sick und du bist niedlich
Nein, das ist alles Fassade und leider bist du kein Hauptgewinn
Du bist grad mal passabel ich fick dein Arsch und geh
Weiter red weiter ich hör die Wörter doch versteh den Sinn nicht
Dein Freund hat jetzt ein Mountainbike und glaubt dass er ein Pimp ist
Ich pimpe nicht für Geld, ich pimpe um kostenlos zu bonen
Dressier euch wie im "Zirkus Krone", ich lass Bitches blown
Und komm in ihr face schick sie davon gib ihr noch grade die Hand
Stell dich nicht an nimm ihn schnell nochmal für das Vaterland Bitch! Hoe!

[50 Cent:]
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

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

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