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suga free - don't fight da pimpin' lyrics

[verse 1]
don’t get mad when you see me with my prost-tute
i see in time it takes a toll on you square -ss dudes
i can’t believe the power i possess that makes you so mad
if it ain’t the pimp music, it’s the game i have
you know how stupid you look at me when you hatin, my friend?
i’ll prolly have to blast yo -ss if i see you again
you on a bus stop pushin that b-tch till it came
you say goodbye for 30 minutes cause you gots no game
who you talkin to like that, don’t question me hoe
you the b-tch in kindergarten
that got her mouth washed out with soap
ho i’m a pimp i’m from pomona i got game i got cl-ss
i got sucker-repellent on me homie i’ll beat yo -ss
i hear you pimpin now, huh?
well ain’t that nice
ain’t never sent a prost-tute nowhere a day in your life
and tell your homies i was at a music grinding
with my prost-tutes standing right out front
then tellin me where you had yours punk

[hook]
don’t, fight the pimpin’
don’t, fight the pimpin’
don’t, fight the pimpin’
n-gga don’t, fight the pimpin

[verse 2]
her name was b-tch
cause she f-cked for free
but not when suga met her man
not after f-ckin with me
oh no, cause either you gon be a run-down-the-hill-and-get-some b-tch
or walk-down-the-hill-and-get-em-all hustler
so come on
with ya bad self in high heels on
some on
lips, hips, fingertips on the stroll
come on
respect the game b-tch
you do as you’re told
cause i been pimpin prost-tutes since 17 years old
done seen lp, central cell, warren y, ay, a-cap, miller, cleopatra, camp rocky, alpha ball cap graduated from state
and got my game from all the freaks gonna wreck my case
it’s my prerogative
run my game b-tch and it’s gonna come back
pimp pimp pimp pimp pimp pimp p-i-m-p positive
look for the holder knock (knock)
give her the sugar lock (lock)
get at the ho, spit at the ho
now i got ho on the c-ck (c-ck)

[hook]
don’t, fight the pimpin’
don’t, fight the pimpin’
don’t, fight the pimpin’
n-gga don’t, fight the pimpin

[verse 3]
now how fine do i gotta get?
to have a prost-tute servin me the way she do
now how fine do i gotta get?
if i wanna wait 5 years to give you the blues
now how fine do i gotta get?
if i kick it with her would gettin bang n-gga what’s my name
now how fine do i gotta get?
if i jack off with a sock in the sunshine homie
and you see that yellow spot
i’m a full-fledged pimp
i made two hoes faint
but i’mma listen to yo -ss say what i can and i can’t?
f-ck that! man this laneway, straight from the dirt
and i’ll beat a b-tch -ss till she respects my work
old tired -ss n-gga don’t see she wanna be sn-tched
and wonder why them b-tches leavin with no dap and no snacks
and rather sit here with no cigarettes and no beer
complainin about how you can’t pay yo bills
and the b-tch right here

[hook]

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