Jt Money - Something 'Bout Pimpin' (feat. Too Short) lyrics

That's right, we're Pimpin' On Wax, b*atch Short dog in the house, chillin' with my n***a JT Money What's up man? What's up dawg All these hoes know it's goin' on And recognize, tell 'em what's on your mind, man I got a problem with this punk a** b**h I know Ol' no good skanlezz switch out ho An untrustworthy b**h like Delilah Only thing she good for is puttin' dick inside her Motherf**in' face, b**h got some good neck But the little trick need to learn some respect She made me beat her a**, take a n***a out this game See I don't beat my hoes 'cause all my hoes is payin' But this one act like she don't understand You is the b**h, me, I'm the man Remember dat sh**, then learn to submit And that's when you stop gettin' your funky a** kicked Little hard headed trick, see a n***a know about ya And I know a dollar bill'll bring tha ho outcha Then you got the nerve to claim you better than the rest of my hoes When you ain't even in the rankin' of the best of my hoes Somethin' about pimpin' That makes me love this game Somethin' about pimpin' These hoes be off the chain Somethin' about pimpin' I just don't wanna stop Somethin' about pimpin' 'Cause this player's gotta keep a fat, knock the show I'm like JD walker Pimp hat to tha right smooth talker b**hes workin' all night like a stalker Gettin' every last nickel, dime and quarter Pimpin' ain't hardly nuthin' new to me Used to be a little kid watchin' movies I knew what I wanted in life, about nine or ten hoes I ain't want no wife I used to walk real cool like my leg was broke And I still do, now I get paid from hoes, b**h If I say so, you better get up, get down and go get my dough 'Cuz this east side, n***a don't care Since I was nine years old, I would've been a player And now I got a lot 'o women it's never endin' It's just somethin' 'bout this pimpin' Somethin' about pimpin' That makes me love this game Somethin' about pimpin' These hoes be off the chain Somethin' about pimpin' I just don't wanna stop Somethin' about pimpin' 'Cause this player's gotta keep a fat, knock the show Now one time for you H O You wanna try a real player 'bout his pesos Hey hoes, I know you in this game tryin' to come up, pick a come up Got these n***as got they nut up for some cut ups So wut up? All I wanna do is get this money witcha I'm dead serious, I ain't tryin' to be funny witcha I teach tha game but it ain't for free When I see you with some change you just bring it to me So we can come up in this game and you can get hurt ho When you in public just remember who you work for Because all the tight birds and cats gonna come try to holla So called ballers, flashin' eight dollars Hatin' J baby, you just play it crazy Let him spend his loot on them b**bs so you can pay me All I want is the bread, he want the p**y and head Don't be misled, just remember everything I said, b*atch Somethin' about pimpin' That makes me love this game Somethin' about pimpin' These hoes be off the chain Somethin' about pimpin' I just don't wanna stop Somethin' about pimpin' 'Cause this player's gotta keep a fat, knock the show Somethin' about pimpin' That makes me love this game Somethin' about pimpin' These hoes be off the chain Somethin' about pimpin' I just don't wanna stop Somethin' about pimpin' 'Cause this player's gotta keep a fat, knock the show Motherf**in' Money dog, gotta work these hoes dawg Pimpin' On Wax, Pimpin' On Wax, baby Hoes don't know the game It's goin' down like that, oh, so don't stop Oh, yeah