my bitch, she won't complain about shit 'Cause I taught her well, she got game for a trick It ain't hard to tell she belongs to me I pimped her 15 years
When I was 3 years old Straight pimp game I was told My daddy sent me to pimp school In this man's world, you can't be no fool If a pimp is what you
Now take my bitch, she won't complain about shit Because she's my hoe, she don't belong to a trick So when you fuck her and give her all your cash I get
cool, get at me Come by the house and get nasty I spit the real game I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name I told her call me daddy Trick
low Drop, drop, get low wit it I wanna see you shake that ass on the pole [Black-Ty] Look at daddy's little girl, dancin on the pole Look at daddy's
when I say it I'm in love with a stripper Gotta get her , gotta get with her I can't stay out this club [Pimp C] Uh, young Pimp C I'm a P-I-M-P, trickin
it Pussy always make my day flow smooth If I don't get me none I have a fucked up attitude Back off a jack off we far from playin' games We some pimps
is gone I got to laugh though, 'cause, cause you thought you was slick At least she got it free, but you? Youse a big trick You helped the pimps get
Cause daddy need his ice, and daddy need his chain We gotta keep it G, so rec' him as the game A hoe need a pimp, a pimp need a hoe And tricks need us
know but I'll cry Lets talk about Pimp C, Bun B, 8ball, MJG Big Boi, Dre 3000, Scarface, Willie D T.I.P, Young Jeezy, Birdman, Lil? Weezy Trick Daddy
'all ain't checking in nowhere, y'all stay logged on the poor square Poor squares, I don't know where you got your pimp degree I might be messing with
gonna let it inside your throat [ludacris] Tricked out, kicked out get her on gone Ludacris on the motherfucking microphone Heey, what's up I came to pimp
my clique Hoe, we pimps, we ain't pimpin' dicks And after we fuck you gonna remember this Wants some up, bling, bald head bitch I be damned if I pimp
bitchs, bad bitchs [Trick Daddy] Fuck dem hoes [Trina] Fuck dem niggas [Trick Daddy] Fuck you too hoe [Trina] Fuck you nigga [Chorus: 1 Trick Daddy
smirk, haters feelings gettin' hurt 'Cause I pulled that main skirt, Mac Dre on my shirt You know we fixin' to perk, face lookin' like I Just smelled some grand daddy
me a ill nigga who kno bout muthafuckin chevys, inside and out, from the muthafuckin digi-dash to da muthafuckin pipes) You betta believe it (You know who it is, Trick Daddy
stuey helmet hella tight with' no strap Busta's waitin' up fo' her return get no haps She come back to you with tricks turnin' fo' show taps So when
have a bank roll so big When you walk down the streets Its look like yo' pockets got the mumps I ain't never had those kinda mumps Now remember a pimp