Song | Something 'Bout Pimpin' |
Artist | J.T. Money |
Album | Pimpin' On Wax |
作曲 : Briggs, Durham, Shaw ... | |
JT Money: | |
I got a problem with this punk ass bitch | |
I know Ol' no good skanlezz switch out ho | |
An untrustworthy bitch like delilah | |
Only thing she good for is puttin' dick inside her, mother fuckin' face | |
Bitch got some good neck | |
But the little trick need to learn some respect | |
She made me beat her ass. | |
Take a nigga 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 bitch, me, | |
I'm the man | |
Remember dat shit, then learn to submit | |
And that when you stop gettin' your funky ass kicked little hard headed trick | |
See a nigga 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 | |
Chorus: Somethin' about pimpin' | |
That makes me love this game | |
Somethin' about pimpin' | |
The hoes be off the chain | |
Somethin' about pimpin' | |
I just don't wanna stop | |
Somethin' about pimpin' | |
Cause this players gotta keep a fat knock | |
Too Short: | |
I'm like J | |
D Walker Pimp hat to tha right smooth talker | |
Bitches 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, | |
Beeitch Cuz this | |
East side nigga don't care | |
Since I was nine years old | |
I been a player | |
And now I got a lot 'o women | |
It's never endin' | |
It's just somethin' 'bout this pimpin' | |
Chorus JT | |
Money: Now, one time for you | |
H-Os 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 niggas 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 | |
See you can come up in this game | |
And you can get hurt ho | |
When you in public just remember who you work for | |
Cause all them tight ? cats gonna come try to holla | |
So called ballers, flashin' they dollars | |
Hatin' J baby, you just play it crazy | |
Let him spend his loot on them boobs | |
So you can pay | |
All I want is the bread | |
He want the pussy and head | |
Don't be misled just remember everything | |
I said Beotch | |
Chorus Until | |
End |
zuò qǔ : Briggs, Durham, Shaw ... | |
JT Money: | |
I got a problem with this punk ass bitch | |
I know Ol' no good skanlezz switch out ho | |
An untrustworthy bitch like delilah | |
Only thing she good for is puttin' dick inside her, mother fuckin' face | |
Bitch got some good neck | |
But the little trick need to learn some respect | |
She made me beat her ass. | |
Take a nigga 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 bitch, me, | |
I' m the man | |
Remember dat shit, then learn to submit | |
And that when you stop gettin' your funky ass kicked little hard headed trick | |
See a nigga 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 | |
Chorus: Somethin' about pimpin' | |
That makes me love this game | |
Somethin' about pimpin' | |
The hoes be off the chain | |
Somethin' about pimpin' | |
I just don' t wanna stop | |
Somethin' about pimpin' | |
Cause this players gotta keep a fat knock | |
Too Short: | |
I' m like J | |
D Walker Pimp hat to tha right smooth talker | |
Bitches 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, | |
Beeitch Cuz this | |
East side nigga don' t care | |
Since I was nine years old | |
I been a player | |
And now I got a lot ' o women | |
It' s never endin' | |
It' s just somethin' ' bout this pimpin' | |
Chorus JT | |
Money: Now, one time for you | |
HOs 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 niggas 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 | |
See you can come up in this game | |
And you can get hurt ho | |
When you in public just remember who you work for | |
Cause all them tight ? cats gonna come try to holla | |
So called ballers, flashin' they dollars | |
Hatin' J baby, you just play it crazy | |
Let him spend his loot on them boobs | |
So you can pay | |
All I want is the bread | |
He want the pussy and head | |
Don' t be misled just remember everything | |
I said Beotch | |
Chorus Until | |
End |