Proof - Pimplikeness lyrics

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Proof - Pimplikeness lyrics

(feat. D12, Traci Nelson) [ad libs for first 8 seconds] [Proof] Aiyyo, she a freak and I love the way she move to the beat Ass and titties bouncin, she ain't movin her feet Put 20 in her bra, stiff dick had many in her jaw Probably hit plenty in the raw (nasty b**h) I wanna see this b**h naked on my livin room flo' And yo b**h, I ain't givin up no dough, fo'sho' You can be my best friend but Em might get mad Don't call me Daddy b**h, I f** better than your dad Let me get up in that a** like I'm ridin horseback f** a sponge, I need a tool to clean my ball sack I pop my collar, don't pop your bra strap If you hang up the phone then b**h don't call back 18's on ice, you ain't seen that befo' Actin like you ain't seen my bling through the do' (bling) I move to a ho, just for one reason Cause b**hes need 9-1-1 for no reason [Chorus: Proof + (Eminem)] (I'm somethin like a pimp) A diamond{?} trick, but you ain't seein no chips, young ho (I said I'm somethin like a pimp) Can't go on trips, so you could s** my dick, yes b**h (I'm somethin like a pimp) You could swallow or spit, and make me rich, oh girl (I'm somethin like a pimp) Get that money witcha switch, I walk with a limp, big P (Said I'm somethin like a pimp) [Kuniva] I never treat 'em like they wanna be treated, b**h beat it Your purpose'll be defeated if you think that you're needed Now what do you tell a chick who has two black eyes? You ain't gotta tell her nothin, you just told her twice And I don't wanna put my hands on ya, I got a plan for ya Get with my mans, he gon' lay a couple grand on ya So fresh and so clean, she know the routine It's such a - wonderful thing, money flow like ravines They say "Kuniva, get a clothin line" but I'ma chill Cause when cotton ain't sellin p**y always will And these women they be knowin the deal That's why these n***az be blowin a mil' just to keep a ho in they grill And I ain't never been a pimp, I'm somethin like one though I f** 'em and leave 'em, you always love or like that ho Cashin 'em out, they never get ahold of my chains They only get that swollen up thang, I'm showin 'em game [Swifty McVay] Hah, you was a s**a when you met her, she dogged you cause you let her See I tell a b**h quick, if you knew better you'd do better (b**h) They realizin I ain't havin that sh** Don't be surprised, I'm hypnotizin every tramp that she with I send 'em out like Vanity 6 and I mean that I'm doggin they a**, I'm in joggin pants and a V-neck (hah!) I put my foot up in her a** so fast that she'll forget how to spell "cash," she hoe'in with a cast on And I'm knowin just what happened that day He didn't pay cause you let him take you to a matinee (I saw you) You get slapped that way, you can't dodge the drama I'm pimpin aunts and mamas, I collect from ma**age parlors (want my change) Menage-a-trois is really second nature I have 88 b**hes straight takin it to the face {AHH!} And uh, I can give a f** about a relation Either open your legs, or get the play, stupid b**h [Chorus] [Eminem] Hey, you know I gotta say somethin on this track. Well I'm not a pimp or a player, see I'm more like the mayor Grab a b**h up by her hair like I just don't care and swing her in the air (AHH!) I'm talkin major a** kick Toss a b**h out the house like Kwame Kirkpatrick I'm a PIMP, so I give a f** about a b*tch But I don't make 'em trick, I'm RICH (whoo!) I don't need the chips, they don't walk the strip But I could spit some game and I could talk some sh** I'm somethin like a pimp, similar to a mack I ain't makin the news, I make my baby mama pick up the slack Drop Cadillac, truck {*phone rings*} f**, I gotta go That's my bottom ho pagin me back - I'm a pimp [Bizarre] It's 7 o'clock, b**h you ain't got my money? I'ma beat yo' a** {*girl giggles*} you think it's funny? b**h get on the block in some dirty tube socks and get shot by a cop in some Reeboks (yeah!) b**h I'm the man, you know I'm the man Keep s**in dick, 'til you get a hundred grand b**h you insane if you think I'm your mayn Here's 2 G's, go f** LeBron James [Chorus - minus first line] [Outro: Proof] Hah, been gettin this money off these b**hes Heard me? That's what I do, you know me Check me out anywhere, anybody tell you about Proof Got that, a.k.a. The Young Legend The Human Fly, y'knowmsayin? Aiyyo, I got b**hes in Michigan on Michigan Yo' b**h is on Woodward n***a, next to them f*ggot a** n***az I got bad b**hes cause you gon', you think it's a cop Yeah, that ain't cop that's my b**hes I got the top notch b**hes, y'knowmsayin? I'm more than a pimp, I'm somethin like a pimp Cause I'm a Thundercat at the same time, Wonder Rat{?} baby Big pimpin, you heard me? P.I.M.P Proof Is My Poppa, let's keep it goin Proof Is My Poppa, P.I.M.P Y'knowmsayin let's go, c'mon y'all let's go.. [Traci Nelson] Ooh, hey.. ooh, hey.. ooh, hey.. Ooh, hey.. ooh, hey.. [fades out]