Coup - Pimps Lyrics
***** no I aint got no grey pouponWell anyway I said thats no burglar that my butler hahahaMr. rockafella let me in on the gossipI heard you and mr. getty are getting into rap music or somethingYes we have this thing we do with our voicesWe sing like authentic rappersWell then could you muster it for us(david you must do)Well if they could make this music more funkyLet me see if I can get my voice like those rappers (*clears throat*)Here we goWell if youre blind as helen kellerYou could see Im david rockafellaSo much cash up in my bathroom is a ready tellerIm outragous, I work in stages, like syphillsBut no need for prophylacticsI am up your own, so me know wretched aint funkBut my cream got amino acidKeep my hoes in check no rebellionsIf your ass occur shit it wouldnt be the first timeI done make a massacre, nigga please how you figure theseMother*****ers like me got stocks bonds and securitesNo impurities, straight anglo saxonWhen my family got their sex onDont let me get my flex on, do some gangster shitMake the army go to war for exxonLong as the money flow, I be making doughWelcome to my little pimp schoolHow you gonna beat me at this game I make the rulesFlash a little cash make you think you got classBut you really selling ass and hoe keep off my grassLess you cutting it, see Im running shitTrick all yall mother*****as as simpsIm just a pimp*chorus*That is so cuteJohn paul, why dont you entertain us with something as well?Well, what should I do?Why dont you rap for us?No, i...Come on old boy I did mineI...Its so tribalOh very wellOh goody!But hold my martini I have to do those hand gesturesWe will begin at the commencement of the next measureNow get ready, Im j.p. gettiI am tearing this shit up like confettiMy money last longer than evereadyAint nothing petty about cash I never loseThis is just like the straws?But the hoes dont choose, I chose youNo voodoo can hoo-do youFrom getting treated like a piece of boonboonbooWho do you think want those niggaz that dont turn tricksThe logo on hoein in 94 is getting 86edAnd all about those rebellions, and riots and mishapsI got the po-po for that daily pimp slapThe mother*****er gangsta rolling fleetwood caddyIm that mack ass already pimped his daddyLet you out like linoleum floorsIm getting rich off petroleum warsControlling you whores making you eat top ramenWhile I eat shrimp, yall mother*****as are simpsIm just a pimp*chorus*Oh no here he comes, oh dont look at himAre you fellows rapping?I can do that reggie um er reggae type of thingYou know one two threeWell actually we were just leaving...And trump trump check out the cash in my trunkTrump trump check out the cash in my trunkI am donald trump me think you mighta heard about meHow me last wife ivana come and catch me moneyShe want all she want this she want the ? of funX amount of this like this ? gap hear meHol up your hand if you love the moneyHol up your hand if you love punannyGun pon mi side mi afi kill somebodyBecause the money inna mi trunk dem wan fi come tek see*chorus*Well how did you like that then?Well we really must be leaving youYes yes donald it was smashing to see you againSomething I picked up in the carribeanYeah yes I rememberWhy dont you stick around and Ill Ill rap some more for youOh no no no old boy I think I see jackieOh jackie ah jackie!!Please please pass the bubblyWell look here mother*****ers we are taking all these mother*****ing shitYeah we are taking all theseYou besta come off up that coat we are taking these