50 Cent - Pimpin lyrics

Yeah. I'm back baby. You miss me? haha, come here I be pimpin, ridin in my Coupe DeVille Pimpin, chrome on the spokes and rims Pimpin, tell her when I touch a girl, purse Vers', a** nice (2x) I am simply, what you call a p-i-m-p You can never go broke when your G tight like me Wanna ride wit the king of New York maybe getcha money up, choose a pimp then we could talk baby They say the game still be sold, not told, I swipe a lil sh** in my line, that's how I throw You see the b**hes I f** wit, you know its real I sweat em til I get em and I stay on their heels f**in parkin lot, everywhere I'm at I'm pimpin - sunshine, rain, sleet or snow, mayn When I'm around, n***as handcuff their thangs, I f** em then send em home then they don't love you the same See my face on MTV, the mood just changed, she suddenly doesn't want you touchin her mayn I had the same effect on broads before the fame, Queens ?? n***as know me mayn I be pimpin, ridin in my Coupe DeVille Pimpin, chrome on the spokes and rims Pimpin, tell her when I touch a girl, purse Vers', a** nice (2x) I can see it in her eyes, she tired of the average life f**in with me, she still attracted to the lavish life, follow instructions Baby the sky's the limit, if you can believe you get deceived and achieve - but first pa** the weed I was born to be a baller, n***as be hatin on a kid, I can't call it I can be everything you need - the shoulder you lean on, the one that you talk to, the one that you ?? To try get to talk to you for a while, if you listen I'ma let my sense of humor make you smile Got you out the pocket now, b**h go on choose a pimp ? pull me out my momma I been pimpin every since, I'm a special kind of n***a girl can't you see I taught my way out the hood onto your TV, I make change in your life appear so easy But you gotta be bout yo paper if you rollin with me, let's go I be pimpin, ridin in my Coupe DeVille Pimpin, chrome on the spokes and rims Pimpin, tell her when I touch a girl, purse Vers', a** nice (2x) I'm from the bottom of my bottom, gon' take ya to the top, I bet ya can't do it n***a watch As we go from a ? to a drop, from a lil to a lot, so touch up in this chrome we got the cheese Far from average, she's a special lady - she'll do anything for me and that drives my crazy We get our grind on, I let her blow on my dice then my luck change I die ?? twice It's simple, it's mental, she down fo me, when there's no one around she's around fo me She's my sunshine after the rain, my joy after the pain - it's easy to comprehend, simple and plain I be pimpin, ridin in my Coupe DeVille Pimpin, chrome on the spokes and rims Pimpin, tell her when i touch a girl, purse Vers', a** nice (2x) I be pimpin... purse Vers, a** nice, I be pimpin..