Cam'Ron - A Pimp's A Pimp Lyrics
F/ jermaine dupri[chorus] [jermaine dupri]Ayyo a pimps a pimpFlow is flowDoe is doHo's a hoChic's a chicTrick's a trick***** a ***** across the worldSo, nigga, getcha money and attend to your girl[cam'ron]Now when it comes to these hoes i did'em i got'emRip'em and rock'emBut if i hit'em i pop'emBut if i lick'em i lock'emAnd i ain't famous at allLet my game tell it allBut they a pain in my ballsGot to train'em like dogsFrom how they, walk and they talk and when they sit on the couchTo how they, lick in they mouth and never shit in the houseBut i make ladies wit babies, let the street drive em crazyThey say "cam, good you saved me" now i pimp em and they pay meThey feelin' it like jay-z, on sugar hill like azWent _party time_ like tray lee, i'm sosodef like j.d.Oh baby they have you stressed, niggaMad depressedI want they mind...mutha*****a, you could have the rest'cause i gas'em up, i tell them i'm more than just the loverI want to be your friend, father, confidant and brotherSee my, nine-inch slugger now she, chose her devotionWith messing with my money, girl you messing with my emotionChorus x 1Now baby-cakes what's you're name?(ain't no need to explain)Why is that?('cause i'm from down south)Well i got down south gameAnd to mess wit' you this my last attempt'cause i only like when you're ass is bentSo damn dumb you ain't stash a centYou ain't know i get cash to pimpGo ask him, my whores are freshHardcore to death, 'xplore the restTell you now backdoor's the bestFor the stressWe never raw in fleshWhy i'm sores aguess (?)I get paper, yeah i stack them chipsCondoms when i grab them hipsKiss and mix you wrap them lipsAnd if she act (smack the *****)If she wack (smack the *****)Sad to see the way it had to beMack the ***** the ***** don't mack meCubic snappy but so are mine, know my rhymesYo, my rhymes got a concubine'cause i control they mindAvoid the crew'void the grooveGot more doe, than the fuedGot more hoes, than the fewIf i die they wouldn't know what to doWhatcha think all they do is cry?Tell you this between you and iForty slit wrists outta the forty nine suicideChorus x 1And now i'm drunk of the henny now, went off the remi nowNiggaz always envy now cause i'm good and plenty nowAnd when it come to gettin' head, yo many bowGirls acting friendly now (killa cum up in me oww)I leave em past leakingLast weekend, i took cardan to get his ass eatenHe said you past freakin but i'ma ace so throw your cards upBut if you stink baby, i ain't hard upHard luck to wash up, but that's insulting, revoltingBut if you clean we ballin, eat you til you catch convulsionsAnd girls all fiend, for the bodm on my team and my mobThink we scheme and we rob the way they screamin' for godAnd all sluts wit the v's, let em see how it beThey be like "no, you ain't puttin all that meat up in me"You whylin out, for the styinoutGirls say i'm foul and doubtBut baby got to understandThat's what my style's boutChorus x 2Ayyo a pimp's a pimp
