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pimp c - get my money lyrics

[intro]
(piiimp!)
yeah i’ma step up to this mic like marvin gaye, y’knahmsayin?
back up off me like them o’jays, y’knahmsayin?
spin on it like the bar kays, y’knahmsayin?
b-tch ain’t nuttin funny, b-tch i ain’t bugs bunny
get my money b-tch, i mean ho yeah you up under pimp arrest b-tch
y’knahmean? yeah ho you upstate, you out of pocket b-tch
but y’knahmean? b-tch you gotta get my money b-tch
you understand it’s pimpin’ ken for the money b-tch
we can put it on the dotted line, houstin time b-tch y’knahmean?
yeah b-tch you understand
let it be pimpin’ ken for the record and the money y’knahmean?
yeah b-tch i’m out here with pimp c b-tch
get this motherf-ckin money ho
makin hoes plant their feet on the conrete, ya dig what i’m sayin?
yeah red hoes who sold out on ho strolls
doin it every day the american way y’knahmean?
real motherf-ckin pimpin y’knahmean?
smoked out with this sh-t y’knahmean?
yeah b-tch it ain’t gon’ never quit ho
(piiimp!) yeah b-tch throw it up in the air ho!

[pimp c]
sweet jones, what’chu know about it b-tch
get out there and go get my sh-t
i ain’t got time to save you ho
i ain’t got time to play with you ho
you talkin ’bout you wanna be down with me
you need to get some money wanna be with pimp c
uhh, cause i’m real to the core
and give a d-mn ’bout a b-tch and i pimp on a wh-r-
you can tell yo’ momma, about the drama
you was f-ckin for free, befo’ you met me
get your mind on your money, get some big faces
before you come around here catchin cases
pimpin, panderin, b-tch i’m handlin
paper and cheese, comin down with ease
in a 2001 benz with the screens
sippin a big cup of lean, uhh

you gotta get my money b-tch
uhh – get it! uhh
b-tch get it now!
make the trick say it feels good, uhh!
you gotta get my money b-tch
uhh – gotta get it, get it, b-tch!
b-tch get it now!
make the trick say it feels good, uhh!

get my money ho, i ain’t playin
b-tch you heard what the f-ck i’m sayin
i’ll bust you in your eye ho
if you don’t get out for the dough
you talkin that sh-t, you a lazy punk
you need to get out there and pop the trunk
and make the motherf-cker see all the c-ck
and get that money, shake what you got
sell that p-ssy ho, suck that d-ck
break that trick ho, hit that lick
get yo’ mind up on my grill
punk–ss b-tches, always trill
you a yellow ho, and you a dyk-
the type of b-tch, that i don’t like
you think you come and gon’ wreck my stable
i keep a f-ckin b-tch on a line or cable

you better get my money b-tch
make the trick say it feels good b-tch!
b-tch get it now!
make the trick say it feels good, uhh!
you gotta get my money b-tch
get it, get it, uhh
b-tch get it now!
make the trick say it feels good, uhh!

- pimp c lyrics

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