Song | Pimps (Free Stylin' at the Fortune 500 Club) |
Artist | The Coup |
Album | Genocide & Juice |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Davis, Riley | |
Fuck no I ain't got no Grey Poupon | |
Well anyway I said that's no burglar that my butler hahaha | |
Mr. Rockafella let me in on the gossip | |
I heard you and Mr. Getty are getting into rap music or something | |
Yes we have this thing we do with our voices | |
We sing like authentic rappers | |
Well then could you muster it for us | |
(David you must do) | |
Well if they could make this music more funky | |
Let me see if i can get my voice like those rappers (*clears throat*) | |
Here we go | |
Well if you're blind as Helen Keller | |
You could see I'm David Rockafella | |
So much cash up in my bathroom is a ready teller | |
I'm outragous, I work in stages, like syphills | |
But no need for prophylactics | |
I am up your own, so me know wretched ain't funk | |
But my cream got amino acid | |
Keep my hoes in check no rebellions | |
If your ass occur shit it wouldnt be the first time | |
I done make a massacre, nigga please how you figure these | |
Motherfuckers like me got stocks bonds and securites | |
No impurities, straight anglo saxon | |
when my family got their sex on | |
Don't let me get my flex on, do some gangster shit | |
Make the army go to war for Exxon | |
Long as the money flow, I be making dough | |
Welcome to my little pimp school | |
How you gonna beat me at this game I make the rules | |
Flash a little cash make you think you got class | |
But you really selling ass and hoe keep off my grass | |
Less you cutting it, see Im running shit | |
Trick all y'all motherfuckas as simps | |
I'm just a pimp | |
*chorus* | |
That is so cute | |
John Paul, why don't you entertain us with something as well? | |
Well, what should I do? | |
Why don't you rap for us? | |
No, I... | |
Come on old boy I did mine | |
I... | |
It's so tribal | |
Oh very well | |
Oh goody! | |
But hold my martini I have to do those hand gestures | |
We will begin at the commencement of the next measure | |
Now get ready, I'm J.P. Getti | |
I am tearing this shit up like confetti | |
My money last longer than Eveready | |
Ain't nothing petty about cash I never lose | |
This is just like the straws? | |
But the hoes dont choose, I chose you | |
No voodoo can hoo-do you | |
from getting treated like a piece of boonboonboo | |
Who do you think want those niggaz that don't turn tricks | |
The logo on hoein in 94 is getting 86ed | |
and all about those rebellions, and riots and mishaps | |
I got the po'-po' for that daily pimp slap | |
The motherfucker gangsta rolling Fleetwood Caddy | |
I'm that mack ass already pimped his daddy | |
Let you out like linoleum floors | |
I'm getting rich off petroleum wars | |
Controlling you whores making you eat top ramen | |
While I eat shrimp, y'all motherfuckas are simps | |
I'm just a pimp | |
*Chorus* | |
Oh no here he comes, oh don't look at him | |
Are you fellows rapping? | |
I can do that reggie um er reggae type of thing | |
You know one two three | |
Well actually we were just leaving... | |
And Trump Trump check out the cash in my trunk | |
Trump Trump check out the cash in my trunk | |
I am Donald Trump me think you mighta heard about me | |
How me last wife Ivana come and catch me money | |
She want all she want this she want the ? of fun | |
X amount of this like this ? gap hear me | |
Hol' up your hand if you love the money | |
Hol' up your hand if you love punanny | |
Gun pon mi side mi afi kill somebody | |
Because the money inna mi trunk dem wan fi come tek see | |
*Chorus* | |
Well how did you like that then? | |
Well we really must be leaving you | |
Yes yes Donald it was smashing to see you again | |
Something I picked up in the Carribean | |
Yeah yes I remember | |
Why don't you stick around and I'll I'll rap some more for you | |
Oh no no no old boy I think I see Jackie | |
Oh Jackie ah Jackie!! | |
Please please pass the bubbly | |
Well look here motherfuckers we are taking all these motherfucking shit | |
Yeah we are taking all these | |
You besta come off up that coat we are taking these |
zuo ci : Davis, Riley | |
Fuck no I ain' t got no Grey Poupon | |
Well anyway I said that' s no burglar that my butler hahaha | |
Mr. Rockafella let me in on the gossip | |
I heard you and Mr. Getty are getting into rap music or something | |
Yes we have this thing we do with our voices | |
We sing like authentic rappers | |
Well then could you muster it for us | |
David you must do | |
Well if they could make this music more funky | |
Let me see if i can get my voice like those rappers clears throat | |
Here we go | |
Well if you' re blind as Helen Keller | |
You could see I' m David Rockafella | |
So much cash up in my bathroom is a ready teller | |
I' m outragous, I work in stages, like syphills | |
But no need for prophylactics | |
I am up your own, so me know wretched ain' t funk | |
But my cream got amino acid | |
Keep my hoes in check no rebellions | |
If your ass occur shit it wouldnt be the first time | |
I done make a massacre, nigga please how you figure these | |
Motherfuckers like me got stocks bonds and securites | |
No impurities, straight anglo saxon | |
when my family got their sex on | |
Don' t let me get my flex on, do some gangster shit | |
Make the army go to war for Exxon | |
Long as the money flow, I be making dough | |
Welcome to my little pimp school | |
How you gonna beat me at this game I make the rules | |
Flash a little cash make you think you got class | |
But you really selling ass and hoe keep off my grass | |
Less you cutting it, see Im running shit | |
Trick all y' all motherfuckas as simps | |
I' m just a pimp | |
chorus | |
That is so cute | |
John Paul, why don' t you entertain us with something as well? | |
Well, what should I do? | |
Why don' t you rap for us? | |
No, I... | |
Come on old boy I did mine | |
I... | |
It' s so tribal | |
Oh very well | |
Oh goody! | |
But hold my martini I have to do those hand gestures | |
We will begin at the commencement of the next measure | |
Now get ready, I' m J. P. Getti | |
I am tearing this shit up like confetti | |
My money last longer than Eveready | |
Ain' t nothing petty about cash I never lose | |
This is just like the straws? | |
But the hoes dont choose, I chose you | |
No voodoo can hoodo you | |
from getting treated like a piece of boonboonboo | |
Who do you think want those niggaz that don' t turn tricks | |
The logo on hoein in 94 is getting 86ed | |
and all about those rebellions, and riots and mishaps | |
I got the po' po' for that daily pimp slap | |
The motherfucker gangsta rolling Fleetwood Caddy | |
I' m that mack ass already pimped his daddy | |
Let you out like linoleum floors | |
I' m getting rich off petroleum wars | |
Controlling you whores making you eat top ramen | |
While I eat shrimp, y' all motherfuckas are simps | |
I' m just a pimp | |
Chorus | |
Oh no here he comes, oh don' t look at him | |
Are you fellows rapping? | |
I can do that reggie um er reggae type of thing | |
You know one two three | |
Well actually we were just leaving... | |
And Trump Trump check out the cash in my trunk | |
Trump Trump check out the cash in my trunk | |
I am Donald Trump me think you mighta heard about me | |
How me last wife Ivana come and catch me money | |
She want all she want this she want the nbsp? of fun | |
X amount of this like this nbsp? gap hear me | |
Hol' up your hand if you love the money | |
Hol' up your hand if you love punanny | |
Gun pon mi side mi afi kill somebody | |
Because the money inna mi trunk dem wan fi come tek see | |
Chorus | |
Well how did you like that then? | |
Well we really must be leaving you | |
Yes yes Donald it was smashing to see you again | |
Something I picked up in the Carribean | |
Yeah yes I remember | |
Why don' t you stick around and I' ll I' ll rap some more for you | |
Oh no no no old boy I think I see Jackie | |
Oh Jackie ah Jackie!! | |
Please please pass the bubbly | |
Well look here motherfuckers we are taking all these motherfucking shit | |
Yeah we are taking all these | |
You besta come off up that coat we are taking these |
zuò cí : Davis, Riley | |
Fuck no I ain' t got no Grey Poupon | |
Well anyway I said that' s no burglar that my butler hahaha | |
Mr. Rockafella let me in on the gossip | |
I heard you and Mr. Getty are getting into rap music or something | |
Yes we have this thing we do with our voices | |
We sing like authentic rappers | |
Well then could you muster it for us | |
David you must do | |
Well if they could make this music more funky | |
Let me see if i can get my voice like those rappers clears throat | |
Here we go | |
Well if you' re blind as Helen Keller | |
You could see I' m David Rockafella | |
So much cash up in my bathroom is a ready teller | |
I' m outragous, I work in stages, like syphills | |
But no need for prophylactics | |
I am up your own, so me know wretched ain' t funk | |
But my cream got amino acid | |
Keep my hoes in check no rebellions | |
If your ass occur shit it wouldnt be the first time | |
I done make a massacre, nigga please how you figure these | |
Motherfuckers like me got stocks bonds and securites | |
No impurities, straight anglo saxon | |
when my family got their sex on | |
Don' t let me get my flex on, do some gangster shit | |
Make the army go to war for Exxon | |
Long as the money flow, I be making dough | |
Welcome to my little pimp school | |
How you gonna beat me at this game I make the rules | |
Flash a little cash make you think you got class | |
But you really selling ass and hoe keep off my grass | |
Less you cutting it, see Im running shit | |
Trick all y' all motherfuckas as simps | |
I' m just a pimp | |
chorus | |
That is so cute | |
John Paul, why don' t you entertain us with something as well? | |
Well, what should I do? | |
Why don' t you rap for us? | |
No, I... | |
Come on old boy I did mine | |
I... | |
It' s so tribal | |
Oh very well | |
Oh goody! | |
But hold my martini I have to do those hand gestures | |
We will begin at the commencement of the next measure | |
Now get ready, I' m J. P. Getti | |
I am tearing this shit up like confetti | |
My money last longer than Eveready | |
Ain' t nothing petty about cash I never lose | |
This is just like the straws? | |
But the hoes dont choose, I chose you | |
No voodoo can hoodo you | |
from getting treated like a piece of boonboonboo | |
Who do you think want those niggaz that don' t turn tricks | |
The logo on hoein in 94 is getting 86ed | |
and all about those rebellions, and riots and mishaps | |
I got the po' po' for that daily pimp slap | |
The motherfucker gangsta rolling Fleetwood Caddy | |
I' m that mack ass already pimped his daddy | |
Let you out like linoleum floors | |
I' m getting rich off petroleum wars | |
Controlling you whores making you eat top ramen | |
While I eat shrimp, y' all motherfuckas are simps | |
I' m just a pimp | |
Chorus | |
Oh no here he comes, oh don' t look at him | |
Are you fellows rapping? | |
I can do that reggie um er reggae type of thing | |
You know one two three | |
Well actually we were just leaving... | |
And Trump Trump check out the cash in my trunk | |
Trump Trump check out the cash in my trunk | |
I am Donald Trump me think you mighta heard about me | |
How me last wife Ivana come and catch me money | |
She want all she want this she want the nbsp? of fun | |
X amount of this like this nbsp? gap hear me | |
Hol' up your hand if you love the money | |
Hol' up your hand if you love punanny | |
Gun pon mi side mi afi kill somebody | |
Because the money inna mi trunk dem wan fi come tek see | |
Chorus | |
Well how did you like that then? | |
Well we really must be leaving you | |
Yes yes Donald it was smashing to see you again | |
Something I picked up in the Carribean | |
Yeah yes I remember | |
Why don' t you stick around and I' ll I' ll rap some more for you | |
Oh no no no old boy I think I see Jackie | |
Oh Jackie ah Jackie!! | |
Please please pass the bubbly | |
Well look here motherfuckers we are taking all these motherfucking shit | |
Yeah we are taking all these | |
You besta come off up that coat we are taking these |