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)