Chingy - Jackpot The Pimp, Part 2 lyrics

Hey, whats goin' on y'all? Its your main man, Jackpot The Pimp once again. Did you miss me? Hope not. I've just been pan-handling makin' these hoes walk backwards to the track to get my stacks or get smacked and my pimpin', HELL YEAH, 24/7, 3 hundred 65 days outta a yurr, I am, Baby. But check this out, I talk to my main man, Snoop Dogg, the other day. He told me to make a b**h pay like she weigh. Hoe, you made the bed you gotta lie in. Matter of a fact, b**h, die-in. You see you all this gator skin on me, hoe. Fur on my rolls royce, flow. Take ya shoes off before you get in hurr, b**h. Say what? Pimp, I got the juice. And the flock of hoes im bout to let it loose on your strip. Wurrs my cash, Trick? Get My Grip. n***a, quit watchin' Superfly so much and quit copyin the mack. I really do gotta Cadillac with a wheel on the back that say Hoe Slayer.