live good Got a pocket full of cheese Yellow on my dick Every fucking day I'm on some pimped-out shit [Verse 3: Pimp C] [?] Bitch, I don't know you Never seen a pimp
it And if I tell a bitch turn a trick she gon' try it Too $hort baby, I drive a Mercedes Benz Spittin' this game since 1980 beotch (Beotch) Ask my nigga Pimp C
the other side of the seas' Where the steering wheels are on the other side of the v's And the home look like the spot on the other side of the c's When
listenin to Slick Rick The Ruler, Dana Dane made me more smoother ... hah-HEEEEH! [Verse 3: Bun B] R.I.P. Pimp C Game, let me take 'em down to the South
50 Cent):] Movie stars, models and, blondes and, cocaine (yeah) New York, L.A. is, all the same (c'mon, c'mon) The angels look the other way Cause they
everybody know me Way down in McNolly, they feelin' me wodie (You should be here) But you can catch me in Houston, with Bun and Pimp C (C) Or in Miami
of dro, little bit of heroine A little bit of ecstacy That's why your bitch want to be next to me We sell a little bit a everything [Pimp C] I put the
my BM, and my Hummer, damn I'm doin' my thang [ Lloyd Banks ] When I'm knockin' you down, no one can save ya, from the other side of the door It sounds
and what was me, I found out other MC's been tryin to find ya route (haha) It's ill when MC's used to be on other shit (yeah, c'mon) Took home "Life after
blast through the speakers With a wifebeater on, Bushe below, a new pair of sneakers Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly talk Pimp
dream or better yet like a fiend, who need a fix She wasn't like other chicks, pullin tricks on the scheme for chips She was like, Run-D.M.C., _Tougher
niggas to say that I'm not the same pick a road cause where you drivin is not a lane and rest in peace to Pimp C life is not a game, taking over the
boogie baby Uhh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie Yeah, y'know! What's crackin Dre? [Dr. Dre] Just let me lay back and kick some mo' simplistic pimp
