Pimpin', Pt. 2

Yeah, I'm back, baby (whoo! Wee!) You miss me? (Ha-ha) Come here I be pimpin' Ridin' in my Coupe DeVille Pimpin', chrome on the spokes and grill Pimpin', tell them what I taught you, girl Purse first, ass later (damn) I be pimpin' Ridin' in my Coupe DeVille Pimpin', chrome on the spokes and grill Pimpin', tell them what I taught you, girl Purse first, ass later I be pimpin' (not done) I am simply what you call a P.I.M.P You could never go broke when your G tight like me You wanna ride with the King of New York maybe Get your money up, choose a pimp, then we can talk baby (whoo!) They say the games to be sold, not told I sprinkle a lil' shit in my lines, it's hot though You see the bitches I fuck with, you know it's real I sweat 'em 'til I get 'em, man, I stay on they heels Fuck a parkin' lot (damn) Everywhere I'm at, I'm pimpin' Sunshine, rain, sleet or snow, mane When I'm around, niggas handcuff they dames I fuck 'em and send 'em home, and they don't love 'em the same See my face on MTV, the mood just changed She suddenly doesn't want you touchin' her mane I had the same affect on broads before the fame Queen's track hustler point, niggas know me mane (whoo!) I be pimpin' (yee!) Ridin' in my Coupe DeVille Pimpin', chrome on the spokes and grill Pimpin', tell them what I taught you, girl Purse first, ass later (camp a girl) I be pimpin' (push that, Bruno) Ridin' in my Coupe DeVille Pimpin', chrome on the spokes and grill Pimpin', tell them what I taught you, girl Purse first, ass later (Andre) I be pimpin' (and Allison) I can see it in her eyes, she tired of the average life Fuckin' with me, so subject to the lavish life Follow instructions, baby the sky's the limit If you believe, you get to see and achieve (whoo!) But first, pass the weed (yee!) I was born to be a baller Niggas be hatin' on a kid, I can't call it I could be everythin' you need, the shoulder you lean on The one that you talk to, the one that you keen on (damn) If you're attractive, we get to thumpin' for a while If you listen long enough, my sense of humor'll make you smile Got you outta pocket, now bitch go on choose a pimp Doc blew me, lost my momma, I've been pimpin' ever since I'm a special kinda nigga, girl, can't you see? I talk my way out the hood on to your TV I make changin' your life appear so easy But you gotta be 'bout your paper if you're rollin' with me Let's go I be pimpin' (whoo!) Ridin' in my Coupe DeVille Pimpin', chrome on the spokes and grill (Camp a girl) Pimpin', tell them what I taught you, girl (blow it) Purse first, ass later (tell a man) I be pimpin' Ridin' in my Coupe DeVille Pimpin', chrome on the spokes and grill Pimpin', tell them what I taught you, girl (man, don't) Purse first, ass later I be pimpin' I'm from a bottom from a bottom, goin' to take it to the top (whoo!) If you think we can't do it, nigga, watch as We go to all the way to a drop From a lil' to a lot, put a touch up and we got it She's far from average (damn), she's a special lady She'll do anythin' for me, and that drives me crazy We get our grind on, I let her blow on my dice Then my luck change, I hit the H right, twice (whoo!) It's simple, it's mental, she down for me (yee!) When there's no one around, she's around for me She's my sunshine after the rain, my joy after the pain It's easy to comprehend, simple and plain I be pimpin' Ridin' in my Coupe DeVille Pimpin', chrome on the spokes and grill Pimpin', tell them what I taught you, girl Purse first, ass later (not that) I be pimpin' Ridin' in my Coupe DeVille Pimpin', chrome on the spokes and grill Pimpin', tell them what I taught you, girl (come one) Purse first, ass later I be pimpin' (pimpin', damn)