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50 cent - p.i.m.p pt.2 lyrics

yeah, im back baby, you miss me? (ha ha)come hear

[hook:]
i be pimpin’! ridin’ in my coupe de ville
pimpin’crome on tha spokes and rims
pimpin’ tell them what i tought you girl
purse first -ss later
i be pimpin’! ridin’ in my coop deviel
pimpin’crome on tha spokes and rims
pimpin’ tell them what i tought you girl
purse first -ss later pimpin’

[verse 1:]
i em simply what you call a p.i.m.p
you could never go broke when your g tight like me
you wanna ride with tha king of new york maybe
get your money up choose a pimp and we can talk maybe
they say the games to be sold not told
i sprinkle a lil sh-t in my lines it’s hot tho
you see tha b-tches i f-ck with ,you know its real
i swet em to man i get em too man i stay on they heels
f-ck a parkinlot everyware im at im pimpin’ sunshine rain sleet or snow mane
when im around n-ggas handcuff they dames
i f-ck em and send em home and they dont love me tha same
see my face on mtv tha mood just change she suddinly
dosent want you touchin’ her mane
i had tha same affect on brods tha same befor tha fame
queen’s track hustler point n-ggas know me mane

[hook:]
i be pimpin’! ridin’ in my coop deviel
pimpin’crome on tha spokes and rims
pimpin’ tell them what i tought you girl
purse first -ss later
i be pimpin’! ridin’ in my coop deviel
pimpin’crome on tha spokes and rims
pimpin’ tell them what i tought you girl
purse first -ss later pimpin’

[verse 2:]
i can see it in her eye’s she tired of tha adverge live
f-ckin’ with me so adjective to tha clameres live
fallow instructions baby tha sky’s tha limit
if you can belive suceed then achefe
but first past tha weed i was born ta be a balla
n-ggas be hatein’ on a kid i can’t call it
i could be everything you need tha shoulder you lean on
tha one that you talk to, tha one that you key lone
if your atracktive we get to thumpin’ for awile
if you listen long enough ill send some humer ta make you smile
got you outta pokit now b-tch go on choose a pimp
doc blew me lost my moma iv been pimpin’ ever since
im a special kinda n-gga girl can’t you see?
i talk tha way out hood on to your t.v
i may change tha way of life apere so easy
but you gotta be about your paper if your rollin’ with me let’s go

[verse 3:]
im from a bottom from a bottom goin’ ta take it to tha top!
if you think we can’t do it n-gga watch
we go to all tha way to a drop
from a lil to alot put a touch up and we got it
she’s far from adverge
she a spechil lady she’ll do anything for me and that drives me crazy
we get our grind on
i let her blow on my dice then my luck change i hit tha h right twice
its simple its mental she down for me
when theres no one around, she around for me
she’s my sunshine after tha pain my joy after tha rain its easy to comprehend simple and clean

- 50 cent lyrics

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