Pimp Council - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics
| Song | Pimp Council - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Disturbing tha Peace |
| Artist | YoungStar |
| Artist | Ludacris |
| Artist | Shawnna |
| Artist | Too Short |
| Album | Golden Grain |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bridges, Guy, Love, Shaw, Wilson | |
| All rise...order in the court | |
| The honourable judge muthafuckin' | |
| Too $hort presidin' over | |
| Superior Players | |
| Court The first case is the | |
| State vs. | |
| Fate Wilson | |
| A.K.A. Baby | |
| Flex You bein' charged wit home invasion and hoe slaughter | |
| For fuckin' another nigga's bitch [Lil' Fate] | |
| Listen close to what | |
| I say Dog, it might hurt ya | |
| I be cuttin' ya girl while you be goin' to work bruh | |
| When she first called my conscience was like, "Hell naw, Fate don't" | |
| But she said, "I'm only around the corner", and popped her lil' punt | |
| Apartment 5-7-0-1, told her | |
| I was eatin' right now | |
| Be over there when | |
| I get done | |
| Got there, knocked on the door | |
| She opened up the door half naked, lookin' exquisite | |
| Ackin' mad 'cuz | |
| I ain't spoke to her since the last time a nigga hit it | |
| She said, "Don't worry forget it since we only have 30 minutes" ' | |
| Fore her man came home for lunch | |
| So I bust my nut and raised up wit | |
| Five mnutes to spare, her man unaware | |
| I saw him in traffic, beeped the horn and threw a deuce in the air | |
| Yea I'm a playa | |
| But I feel guilty 'bout cuttin' a broad | |
| I need counselin' dog, 'cuz it's guilty as charged | |
| Simply because | |
| I felt victim to lust and | |
| Knowin' all the while it was my cousin girlfriend | |
| I had been fuckin' (Damn!) [Too $hort] | |
| The court finds you guitly as charged | |
| Your sentence is | |
| PUI school | |
| For pimpin' under the influence, nigga | |
| Next case... | |
| Oh we got us a repeat offender in the house | |
| Jenny Jones | |
| A.K.A. Shanwnna | |
| Same ol' charge...wanted in 8 states | |
| What's yo story this time? [Shawnna] | |
| Oh yes yo' honor | |
| I see we talkin' again | |
| I have no representation now shall we begin | |
| I know you seen my face before but...hold on my friend | |
| It's niggas gettin' away wit doin' the...same shit | |
| I did I...can't do no bid | |
| I got a mortgage and my kids | |
| In a forest by the bridge | |
| And I drives a | |
| Rolls Royce in a porridge wit dem grills | |
| So you undertand | |
| I was tryna pay me some bills | |
| When I was flippin' outta state while | |
| I was takin' a chill | |
| Shootin' deem and a couple friends, spend a couple ends | |
| Took the top off of the drop and let the bubble spin | |
| Niggas got off in my knot and let them troubles in | |
| So I decided to put that shit in my own hands | |
| None of these hoes can fuck me, only | |
| God judge me | |
| That man told me he love me and he flash money | |
| My only crime could just be livin' it filthy | |
| So let me hear it on mo' time--not guilty [Too $hort] | |
| Bailiff, take her into custody (Woman screaming) | |
| Oh, not my baby! | |
| Hell naw! [Too $hort] | |
| Next case... | |
| State vs. | |
| Velvet Jones | |
| A.K.A. Ludacris | |
| You bein' charged wit impeedin' how traffic | |
| Spendin' too much time tryna fuck one hoe | |
| How do you plead | |
| Mr. Jones? [Ludacris] | |
| Man I'm the pimp of all pimps and y'all comin' up short [Too $hort] | |
| Calm down before | |
| I hold yo ass contempt of court [Ludacris] | |
| Ya honor, just be cool, let me approach that bench | |
| And sprinkle seasonin' on yo ears 'bout how | |
| I choked that beeyotch! [Too $hort] | |
| Well did she promise you the pussy, mayn? [Ludacris] | |
| She ceratinly did | |
| I got empty | |
| McDonald's cups in my car and my crib | |
| She owe me sumthin', bitch betta show me sumthin' | |
| Wrap her legs around my waist and start to throw me sumthin' | |
| I'm simply the meanest, you lookin' at the stroke of a genius | |
| The only verdict made should be the subpoena uh this penis | |
| No objections or appeals, let's cut us a deal | |
| And I promise to tell the truth if my partner don't squeal | |
| She's awfully cautious, said the jury makes her nautious | |
| She said she said she'd suck my dick if | |
| I dropped the charges | |
| Oh no! Time to make ya kidneys shift [Too $hort] | |
| But didn't you fuck her best friend? [Ludacris] | |
| Oh, I plead the fifth [Too $hort talking] | |
| Yea, that sound like some shit you'll say | |
| Ol' pimp ass nigga | |
| Due to lack of evidence, | |
| I'm droppin' the charges | |
| Don't let me see you in here again | |
| Let this be a lesson learned | |
| If you don't know you player rules | |
| You liable to violate the game and get sent away for a long, long time | |
| Remember...never hate on a real player | |
| It ain't gon' get you nowhere, mayn | |
| It's a lotta hoes out there player so... | |
| Ain't no reason fot yuo to fuck ya best friend | |
| Or ya cousin or ya brother's girl | |
| Get ya own bitch, mayn, you know what | |
| I'm sayin'? | |
| You runnin' around here... | |
| Violatin' major player rules | |
| You 'bout to get the muthafuckin' book thrown at yo bitch ass | |
| Fuckin' 'round in this court | |
| You know what | |
| I'm sayin'? | |
| It's all about the money baby | |
| It it ain't about the money...it ain't about | |
| SHIT!! To all you niggas runnin' 'round here... | |
| Corny than a motherfucker | |
| Just tryna fuck a bitch 'cuz you wanna get a nut off | |
| Think about that money first, mayn--what is that bitch doin' for you? | |
| What are you gettin' outta the situation? | |
| Tryna give a bitch sumthin' | |
| What you gon' give her sumthin' for--some pussy?! | |
| It's trickin', mayn | |
| Don't be a | |
| BEEUTCH! Be a real pimp, nigga | |
| Make that hoe pay you for everythang you do | |
| Everythang you do you gotta get money, mayn...all day, all night | |
| I wouldn't fuck a bitch for free | |
| Just like | |
| I wouldn't rap for free, motherfucker | |
| Yea, you know my favorite word... | |
| BEEUTCH!! |
| zuo qu : Bridges, Guy, Love, Shaw, Wilson | |
| All rise... order in the court | |
| The honourable judge muthafuckin' | |
| Too hort presidin' over | |
| Superior Players | |
| Court The first case is the | |
| State vs. | |
| Fate Wilson | |
| A. K. A. Baby | |
| Flex You bein' charged wit home invasion and hoe slaughter | |
| For fuckin' another nigga' s bitch Lil' Fate | |
| Listen close to what | |
| I say Dog, it might hurt ya | |
| I be cuttin' ya girl while you be goin' to work bruh | |
| When she first called my conscience was like, " Hell naw, Fate don' t" | |
| But she said, " I' m only around the corner", and popped her lil' punt | |
| Apartment 5701, told her | |
| I was eatin' right now | |
| Be over there when | |
| I get done | |
| Got there, knocked on the door | |
| She opened up the door half naked, lookin' exquisite | |
| Ackin' mad ' cuz | |
| I ain' t spoke to her since the last time a nigga hit it | |
| She said, " Don' t worry forget it since we only have 30 minutes" ' | |
| Fore her man came home for lunch | |
| So I bust my nut and raised up wit | |
| Five mnutes to spare, her man unaware | |
| I saw him in traffic, beeped the horn and threw a deuce in the air | |
| Yea I' m a playa | |
| But I feel guilty ' bout cuttin' a broad | |
| I need counselin' dog, ' cuz it' s guilty as charged | |
| Simply because | |
| I felt victim to lust and | |
| Knowin' all the while it was my cousin girlfriend | |
| I had been fuckin' Damn! Too hort | |
| The court finds you guitly as charged | |
| Your sentence is | |
| PUI school | |
| For pimpin' under the influence, nigga | |
| Next case... | |
| Oh we got us a repeat offender in the house | |
| Jenny Jones | |
| A. K. A. Shanwnna | |
| Same ol' charge... wanted in 8 states | |
| What' s yo story this time? Shawnna | |
| Oh yes yo' honor | |
| I see we talkin' again | |
| I have no representation now shall we begin | |
| I know you seen my face before but... hold on my friend | |
| It' s niggas gettin' away wit doin' the... same shit | |
| I did I... can' t do no bid | |
| I got a mortgage and my kids | |
| In a forest by the bridge | |
| And I drives a | |
| Rolls Royce in a porridge wit dem grills | |
| So you undertand | |
| I was tryna pay me some bills | |
| When I was flippin' outta state while | |
| I was takin' a chill | |
| Shootin' deem and a couple friends, spend a couple ends | |
| Took the top off of the drop and let the bubble spin | |
| Niggas got off in my knot and let them troubles in | |
| So I decided to put that shit in my own hands | |
| None of these hoes can fuck me, only | |
| God judge me | |
| That man told me he love me and he flash money | |
| My only crime could just be livin' it filthy | |
| So let me hear it on mo' timenot guilty Too hort | |
| Bailiff, take her into custody Woman screaming | |
| Oh, not my baby! | |
| Hell naw! Too hort | |
| Next case... | |
| State vs. | |
| Velvet Jones | |
| A. K. A. Ludacris | |
| You bein' charged wit impeedin' how traffic | |
| Spendin' too much time tryna fuck one hoe | |
| How do you plead | |
| Mr. Jones? Ludacris | |
| Man I' m the pimp of all pimps and y' all comin' up short Too hort | |
| Calm down before | |
| I hold yo ass contempt of court Ludacris | |
| Ya honor, just be cool, let me approach that bench | |
| And sprinkle seasonin' on yo ears ' bout how | |
| I choked that beeyotch! Too hort | |
| Well did she promise you the pussy, mayn? Ludacris | |
| She ceratinly did | |
| I got empty | |
| McDonald' s cups in my car and my crib | |
| She owe me sumthin', bitch betta show me sumthin' | |
| Wrap her legs around my waist and start to throw me sumthin' | |
| I' m simply the meanest, you lookin' at the stroke of a genius | |
| The only verdict made should be the subpoena uh this penis | |
| No objections or appeals, let' s cut us a deal | |
| And I promise to tell the truth if my partner don' t squeal | |
| She' s awfully cautious, said the jury makes her nautious | |
| She said she said she' d suck my dick if | |
| I dropped the charges | |
| Oh no! Time to make ya kidneys shift Too hort | |
| But didn' t you fuck her best friend? Ludacris | |
| Oh, I plead the fifth Too hort talking | |
| Yea, that sound like some shit you' ll say | |
| Ol' pimp ass nigga | |
| Due to lack of evidence, | |
| I' m droppin' the charges | |
| Don' t let me see you in here again | |
| Let this be a lesson learned | |
| If you don' t know you player rules | |
| You liable to violate the game and get sent away for a long, long time | |
| Remember... never hate on a real player | |
| It ain' t gon' get you nowhere, mayn | |
| It' s a lotta hoes out there player so... | |
| Ain' t no reason fot yuo to fuck ya best friend | |
| Or ya cousin or ya brother' s girl | |
| Get ya own bitch, mayn, you know what | |
| I' m sayin'? | |
| You runnin' around here... | |
| Violatin' major player rules | |
| You ' bout to get the muthafuckin' book thrown at yo bitch ass | |
| Fuckin' ' round in this court | |
| You know what | |
| I' m sayin'? | |
| It' s all about the money baby | |
| It it ain' t about the money... it ain' t about | |
| SHIT!! To all you niggas runnin' ' round here... | |
| Corny than a motherfucker | |
| Just tryna fuck a bitch ' cuz you wanna get a nut off | |
| Think about that money first, maynwhat is that bitch doin' for you? | |
| What are you gettin' outta the situation? | |
| Tryna give a bitch sumthin' | |
| What you gon' give her sumthin' forsome pussy?! | |
| It' s trickin', mayn | |
| Don' t be a | |
| BEEUTCH! Be a real pimp, nigga | |
| Make that hoe pay you for everythang you do | |
| Everythang you do you gotta get money, mayn... all day, all night | |
| I wouldn' t fuck a bitch for free | |
| Just like | |
| I wouldn' t rap for free, motherfucker | |
| Yea, you know my favorite word... | |
| BEEUTCH!! |
| zuò qǔ : Bridges, Guy, Love, Shaw, Wilson | |
| All rise... order in the court | |
| The honourable judge muthafuckin' | |
| Too hort presidin' over | |
| Superior Players | |
| Court The first case is the | |
| State vs. | |
| Fate Wilson | |
| A. K. A. Baby | |
| Flex You bein' charged wit home invasion and hoe slaughter | |
| For fuckin' another nigga' s bitch Lil' Fate | |
| Listen close to what | |
| I say Dog, it might hurt ya | |
| I be cuttin' ya girl while you be goin' to work bruh | |
| When she first called my conscience was like, " Hell naw, Fate don' t" | |
| But she said, " I' m only around the corner", and popped her lil' punt | |
| Apartment 5701, told her | |
| I was eatin' right now | |
| Be over there when | |
| I get done | |
| Got there, knocked on the door | |
| She opened up the door half naked, lookin' exquisite | |
| Ackin' mad ' cuz | |
| I ain' t spoke to her since the last time a nigga hit it | |
| She said, " Don' t worry forget it since we only have 30 minutes" ' | |
| Fore her man came home for lunch | |
| So I bust my nut and raised up wit | |
| Five mnutes to spare, her man unaware | |
| I saw him in traffic, beeped the horn and threw a deuce in the air | |
| Yea I' m a playa | |
| But I feel guilty ' bout cuttin' a broad | |
| I need counselin' dog, ' cuz it' s guilty as charged | |
| Simply because | |
| I felt victim to lust and | |
| Knowin' all the while it was my cousin girlfriend | |
| I had been fuckin' Damn! Too hort | |
| The court finds you guitly as charged | |
| Your sentence is | |
| PUI school | |
| For pimpin' under the influence, nigga | |
| Next case... | |
| Oh we got us a repeat offender in the house | |
| Jenny Jones | |
| A. K. A. Shanwnna | |
| Same ol' charge... wanted in 8 states | |
| What' s yo story this time? Shawnna | |
| Oh yes yo' honor | |
| I see we talkin' again | |
| I have no representation now shall we begin | |
| I know you seen my face before but... hold on my friend | |
| It' s niggas gettin' away wit doin' the... same shit | |
| I did I... can' t do no bid | |
| I got a mortgage and my kids | |
| In a forest by the bridge | |
| And I drives a | |
| Rolls Royce in a porridge wit dem grills | |
| So you undertand | |
| I was tryna pay me some bills | |
| When I was flippin' outta state while | |
| I was takin' a chill | |
| Shootin' deem and a couple friends, spend a couple ends | |
| Took the top off of the drop and let the bubble spin | |
| Niggas got off in my knot and let them troubles in | |
| So I decided to put that shit in my own hands | |
| None of these hoes can fuck me, only | |
| God judge me | |
| That man told me he love me and he flash money | |
| My only crime could just be livin' it filthy | |
| So let me hear it on mo' timenot guilty Too hort | |
| Bailiff, take her into custody Woman screaming | |
| Oh, not my baby! | |
| Hell naw! Too hort | |
| Next case... | |
| State vs. | |
| Velvet Jones | |
| A. K. A. Ludacris | |
| You bein' charged wit impeedin' how traffic | |
| Spendin' too much time tryna fuck one hoe | |
| How do you plead | |
| Mr. Jones? Ludacris | |
| Man I' m the pimp of all pimps and y' all comin' up short Too hort | |
| Calm down before | |
| I hold yo ass contempt of court Ludacris | |
| Ya honor, just be cool, let me approach that bench | |
| And sprinkle seasonin' on yo ears ' bout how | |
| I choked that beeyotch! Too hort | |
| Well did she promise you the pussy, mayn? Ludacris | |
| She ceratinly did | |
| I got empty | |
| McDonald' s cups in my car and my crib | |
| She owe me sumthin', bitch betta show me sumthin' | |
| Wrap her legs around my waist and start to throw me sumthin' | |
| I' m simply the meanest, you lookin' at the stroke of a genius | |
| The only verdict made should be the subpoena uh this penis | |
| No objections or appeals, let' s cut us a deal | |
| And I promise to tell the truth if my partner don' t squeal | |
| She' s awfully cautious, said the jury makes her nautious | |
| She said she said she' d suck my dick if | |
| I dropped the charges | |
| Oh no! Time to make ya kidneys shift Too hort | |
| But didn' t you fuck her best friend? Ludacris | |
| Oh, I plead the fifth Too hort talking | |
| Yea, that sound like some shit you' ll say | |
| Ol' pimp ass nigga | |
| Due to lack of evidence, | |
| I' m droppin' the charges | |
| Don' t let me see you in here again | |
| Let this be a lesson learned | |
| If you don' t know you player rules | |
| You liable to violate the game and get sent away for a long, long time | |
| Remember... never hate on a real player | |
| It ain' t gon' get you nowhere, mayn | |
| It' s a lotta hoes out there player so... | |
| Ain' t no reason fot yuo to fuck ya best friend | |
| Or ya cousin or ya brother' s girl | |
| Get ya own bitch, mayn, you know what | |
| I' m sayin'? | |
| You runnin' around here... | |
| Violatin' major player rules | |
| You ' bout to get the muthafuckin' book thrown at yo bitch ass | |
| Fuckin' ' round in this court | |
| You know what | |
| I' m sayin'? | |
| It' s all about the money baby | |
| It it ain' t about the money... it ain' t about | |
| SHIT!! To all you niggas runnin' ' round here... | |
| Corny than a motherfucker | |
| Just tryna fuck a bitch ' cuz you wanna get a nut off | |
| Think about that money first, maynwhat is that bitch doin' for you? | |
| What are you gettin' outta the situation? | |
| Tryna give a bitch sumthin' | |
| What you gon' give her sumthin' forsome pussy?! | |
| It' s trickin', mayn | |
| Don' t be a | |
| BEEUTCH! Be a real pimp, nigga | |
| Make that hoe pay you for everythang you do | |
| Everythang you do you gotta get money, mayn... all day, all night | |
| I wouldn' t fuck a bitch for free | |
| Just like | |
| I wouldn' t rap for free, motherfucker | |
| Yea, you know my favorite word... | |
| BEEUTCH!! |
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