[Intro]
Check it out, 1996
b**hes still s**in' on dicks
Hoes is... trippin', mayne
Choosin' they men by what kinda cars they drive
What kinda keys you holdin'...
[Hook]
[Bun B] Now b**hes stare a n***a down when he step to the bar
[Pimp C] They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna f** my car
[B] But b**h who the f** you think you are, by far
[C] They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna f** my car
[B] Look a n***a up and down like he a superstar
[C] But they ain't trippin' on me, they wanna f** my car
[B] But b**h who the f** you think you are, by far
[C] They ain't trippin 'on me, they wanna f** my car
[Bun B]
Aye C keep yo' eyes open for the boppers, car hoppers
Daisy Dukes out on the block, showin co*k, traffic stoppers
Lookin good spendin some n***a G's
Nails by Vietnamese, {?}, lookin like they worth G's
Dress above they knees, jellies and G-strings up the a**
Man I never let 'em pa**
So tell me where can I find 'em
With they n***a or in that candy Cadillac right behind him
[Pimp C]
b**hes tellin me "C yo' dick grand."
All she wanna do is ride Su-bur-ban
Put her a** on the leather, and rub the wood
See we got boppers in Texas oh man that p**y look good
So I let them hoes ride and I show them a grip
But she blinded by the candy she can't see I'm a pimp
When she told me I looked good I didn't feel no pride
All the b**h wanted to do is just f** my ride
[Hook]
[Bun B]
Oh yeah, these hoes think they cute in skin-tight catsuits
Assumin' that they body's too boomin' to dispute
But p**y is the root of all drama
An attribute put up in they head by they momma
Oh yeah I'mma tell it like it is, I sees how it goes down
n***as talkin 'bout, how they pa**in these hoes 'round
But y'all trickin, them hoes told me
Fools y'all ain't Goldy, ridin' in a goodie but an oldie
Fifty dollars there, a hundred dollars here
You brought the b**h a drink and all her homegirls a beer
Your homeboys lookin for ya, but yo' a** gone
You left your n***as at the club and took ALL them hoes home
And didn't even f**, MAN WHAT THE fu*k?!
"If you didn't want to f** then get the f** up out the truck!"
You know what I mean? I ain't showin out hoes
Just so these hoes can be seen, c'mon you wanna f** or cut?
[Hook] - first 1/2
[Pimp C]
When you look at my chrome and you lick your lips
It's just like I'm rubbin' my dick between your hips
And when you smile and shake your a**, my grill smile right back
b**h I'm the real, that's why I ride Cadillac
And I'mma f** you and f** ALL yo' friends
Soon as Pimp C come through in that 600 Benz
With burgundy paint, bu*ter and AMG rims
Color TV, VCR playin X-rated films
Of myself, runnin' up in beauty queens
But let me tell y'all n***as the difference between y'all and me
You see, man I can tell all that b**h wanted to do
Is just ride for free and smoke for free
But b**h not me, you better ask them hoes if my name Pimp C
Unless your p**y makin' ten thousand dollars a week
The only way I see you sittin' in my pa**enger seat, you b**h!
[Hook] - 2X