[Intro: Eightball]
Ah yeah! Eightball & MJG in the mothaf**in house,
And we came here today to talk to you about this thang called pimpin.
It has been misunderstood over the years, so now, we come to set the record straight.
n***as don't do this sh** I right it takes a special kinda n***a, knowatimsayn'? Yeah!
[Eightball:]
It takes a n***a that's hard from the start, you gotta have heart,
To meet a b**h, mack her then rip her apart.
It's all in the game, a n***a can't change,
If you don't break a b**h then your game is lame mane.
See I'm from Tennessee, with curls and gold teeth,
so everywhere I go b**hes strike up conversations with me.
About the way I talk, about the way I dress,
About how my gold teeth look so fresh.
See how I bait 'em in soon as a n***a speak,
That G's voice just make a b**h knees weak.
I'm in my caddilac, chillin like a fat mac,
Smokin on a fat sac, drinkin on a pint of 'yac.
I pick up my car phone 'cause a freak beeped,
It's my n***as baby mama but some times I creep.
That's just the way it is n***as have to take a chance,
When you ain't around anybody could be in that a**.
But I'm just a young n***a tryin to make a dolla,
And the way I live, to some it's hard to swallow.
See living down south ain't what you think it be,
Nine times outta ten n***as like me, pimps.
(Yeah, that's right, tryin to teach all these lames
How to do this sh**, 'cause it's really a hard job.
But them lame n***as, they make me get so high)
[Chorus: Woman/Eightball]
And I just can't stand to get my feet off the ground
(I get so high)
And I just can't stand to get my feet off the ground
(I get so high)
[MJG:]
Now let me explain a pimp a n***a about the m-o-n-e-y
See a hoe break a hoe, and try to influence the b**h
To turn a trick for the n***a who, presuaded her to sell a**
Like a hoe is supposed to
Now how the f** you think as pimp is slippin?
Surrounded by all these hoes that's going and giving me money
It's funny how a hoe could make you thinks she's with 'cha
When all the time she's just another n***as gold digger
MJG got a b**h for a rich trick, take of your business,
Bring me my money, yeah this sh** is thick
Hoe don't violate, b**h you know I taught you better,
Take all his cash, grab on his a**, write that trick a love letter.
Train your woman to break a man, man meaning another n***a
Just some sh** in the game same 'ol same to make your pimpin bigger
Slicker the pimpin gets, freaker gets the b**h,
MJG is rich, I'm coo-coo for these tricks, I'm a pimp.
(Yeah that's right baby, I'm pimpin so what you need to do is
Set that a** out and uh, right about now I'm finna fire up one of these spliffs, and get so high)
[Chorus: Woman/MJG]
[Eightball:]
Part two, it's all the same g,
Trying to school fools on this P-I-M-P
Lesson 1 - first you should, pull a b**h f** her good
The next time tell her no, but the next time take her dough.
Oh! you gotta watch your back too mane
'Cause there's a lot of b**hes in the world with much game
Lesson 2 - watch that hoe, don't trust her with none of yo dough
Never let a b**h know how you make your cash flow
Lesson 3 - if you don't tell that how who is boss,
b**hes like to run sh** but end up gettin smacked in the mouth
See a real n***a believe in beatin them hoes down
Push her head into the wall til you hear the crackin sound
Drown in the tub, rub-a-dub dub
Some n***as get p**y whipped then fall into a love bug
Buyin hoes this, buyin hoes that, then braggin to your friends
How you f** her from the back
Never how you took they cash, never how you beat they a**
Never how you pull hoes, f** 'em then drop 'em fast
I don't understand your plan at all man
You should be around n***as like me pimps
(Yeah man these n***as a trip knowatimsayin?
But n***as like me, I have to smoke them spliffs to keep my mind off that sh**,
but when I smoke, I get so high)
[Chorus: Woman/Eightball]
[MJG:]
Where ever there's a hoe there's bound to be a pimp
The pimp supplies his b**hes with some tricks that they can attempt
A s**er will spend all his money 'til he ain't got nothing left
Instead of blaming a b**h he needs to blame it on himself
It wouldn't be a hoe if it wasn't for the trick
But I suggest we keep 'em so a pimp can keep his b**h
It needs to understood, there wouldn't be one without the other
So why in the hell these folks tryin to sweat a mother f**a
Jealous s**a just maaad they can't hang with the pimp thang
Looking to sprinkle some salt in a pimps game
How in the f** do you figure that pimpin is dead
When n***a you know it's alive pimpin been misunderstood
By those who can't that's why they said it died
Others tried pimpin but was only making chump-change
One track minded n***as never run a m-train
Re-arrange sh** that they done seen in a movie script
Damn ain't that a b**h [echo]
n***as like me, a pimp
(MJ f**in G, P-I-M-P, stand down on this pimpin
About these hoes, but some n***as f**s it up for real n***as
And that sh** just makes me get so high)
[Chorus: until fades out]