Suga Free - Don't Fight Da Pimpin' lyrics

[Verse 1] Don't get mad when you see me with my prostitute I seen [?] tax his ho on you square a** dudes I can't believe the power I possess that make you so mad If it ain't the pimp music, it's the game I have You know how stupid you look at me when you hatin, my friend I'll prolly have to blast yo a** if I see you again You on a bus stop pushin that b**h till it came You say goodbye for 30 minutes cause you gots no game Who you talkin to like that, don't question me ho You the b**h in kindergarten That got her mouth washed out with soap Ho I'm a pimp I'm from Pomona I got game I got cla** I got s**er-repellent on me homie I'll beat yo a** I hear you pimpin now, huh? Well ain't that nice Ain't never sent a prostitute nowhere a day in your life And tell your homies I was at a music grindin With my prostitutes standin right out front Then tellin me you had two of them punk [Chorus] Don't, fight the pimpin' Don't, fight the pimpin' Don't, fight the pimpin' n***a don't, fight the pimpin [Verse 2] Her name was b**h, cause she f**ed for free But now when Suga met her not after f**in with me Oh no, cause either you gon be a run-down-the-hill-and-get-some b**h Or walk-down-the-hill-and-get-em-all hustler, so come on With ya bad self in high heels on, come on Lips, hips, fingertips on the stroll, come on Respect the game b**h, do as you're told Cause I been pimpin prostitutes since 17 years old Done seen LB, [?], Warren Y, AY, A-Cap, Norlean Clear Patrick Camp, [?] graduated from state And got my game from all the freaks gonna wreck my case It's my prerogative, run my game b**h and it's gonna come back pimp pimp pimp pimp pimp pimp P-I-M-P positive Look for the holder knock (knock) Give her the sugar lock (lock) Get at the ho, strip the ho Now I got ho on the co*k (co*k) [Chorus] [Verse 3] Now how fine do I gotta get? To have a prostitute servin me the way she do Now how fine do I gotta get? If I wanna wait 5 years to give you the blues Now how fine do I gotta get? If I kick it with her would gettin bang n***a what's my name Now how fine do I gotta get? If I jack off with a sock in the sunshine homie And you see that yellow spot I'm a full-fledged pimp, I made two hos faint But I'ma listen to yo a** say what I can and I can't f** that! Man this Laneway, straight from the dirt And I'll beat a b**h a** till she respects my work Old tired a** n***a don't see she wanna be snatched And wonder why them b**hes leavin with no dap and no snacks And rather sit here with no cigarettes and no beer Complainin about how you can't pay yo bills And the b**h right here [Chorus]