Pimp Like Me lyrics

[Intro: Eminem, Bizarre & Dina Rae]
G-sh*t
What up? (Mmm)
I gotta tell you motherf*ckers the truth (Ooh)
This is straight G-sh*t (Ah)
And all you can do is respect it, so (Oh)

[Verse 1: Swifty McVay, Kon Artis & Dina Rae]
Well, I'ma state my name, Swift McVay (Ha)
None of y'all n*ggas got sh*t to say (Yeah)
Rhymes keep coming off like a toupee
Plus, I'm big-headed, running things my way (Yeah)
A selfish man, the back of the hand
Be slapping the hell out of hoes because I can (What? Ph)
Prostitute, I want my loot
And I don't give a f*ck about your broke-ass man, and (n*gga)
Y'all giving n*ggas what they needing (Yeah)
'Till b*tches understand I'm mean, and
Swift McVay is blowing up
Courvosier 'til I'm throwing up
Wanna playa hate me, b*tch, so what?
What's yo' function? Where's yo' bucks?
All you wanna do is wanna stick him up
You wanna rob me, but I got too much (Ha)
D12, naturally lifted
You n*ggas better duck when I c*ck the biscuit (Ah!)
You f*ck with me, I f*ck with you (Ah! Ah!)
Your entourage, n*gga, f*ck them too
I got grenades
What the hell your little 22 gon' do? (Oh, y'all ain't gon' shoot)
Y'all major soft
Cops getting mad 'cause I paid 'em off, made 'em cough (Oh, oh, what? Yeah)
Blood and sh*t (Ha)
That's what the hell you motherf*ckers get, we runs this b*tch
So, hey, you ain't gotta be scared to f*ck (For real)
If you want head, then prepare to suck (Do it)
Even if the n*gga don't care to nut
For every stroke, it's a hundred bucks
Respect the game, you just a sl*t (Yeah, oh)
So open your legs up and get my duck (Mm-mm-mm, b*tch)
[Chorus: Eminem & Dina Rae]
You just a ho
You just my ho
Dirty-ass ho
I'm yo' pimp, you my b*tch
You just a ho
You just my ho
Dirty-ass ho
I'm yo' pimp, you my b*tch
You just a ho
You just my ho
Dirty-ass ho
I'm yo' pimp, you my b*tch
Go get my dough
Go bring me my dough
Dirty-ass ho
I'm yo' pimp, you my b*tch (I work for you, baby!)

[Verse 2: Proof, Eminem & Dina Rae]
I don't spit game, no longer than my name
The way my chain hang, my nuts do the same
Don't pay pus*y, pus*y pay me (Uh-huh)
b*tch, sl*t, whore or lady (Yup)
And knowing the fact I was born to mack
That's why I got a ho in the back, blowing my sack
Got good game, that's a hood thang
What did you bring? Loot or poon-tang?
Let 'em all bang, run that cheese
Tell that trick n*gga ("Come back, please!")
Rob a L7, that's a square
You my bottom ho, you got to know (Ooh, ooh)
Off you, I plan to make a lot of dough (Oh)
So suck fast, b*tch, and swallow slow
​*swish, slap* Ah! *slap* Ah!​​ b*tch, quit talking back (Mm, mm-mm-mm)
*swish, slap* Ah! *slap* Ah!​​ Now walk the track (Uh)
[Verse 3: Kon Artis & Eminem]
I don't pay for ass, you pump my gas
You get slapped 'fore we're short of cash (Ah!)
I get whiplash when I hit the gas
And I holla out the window of the hatch (Pfft)
(Where's my scratch?) b*tch, that's it
Suck it, stroke it, make me rich
As a token of my appreciation, it's
Another client for you to hit
I don't give a f*ck if you gotta go home to the kids
You shoulda picked another occupation, trick
Now you're stuck with me, f*ck with me
And I'ma slap you up in this truck (Agh!)
You must be out your mind or something
Crying and whining like you dying or something
Go suck some head until it aches for buffering
You don't work? You make nothing
I'm just another case of a lazy husband

[Verse 4: Kuniva, Eminem, Dina Rae, Kuniva & Eminem]
I want the paper stack (Ha)
Buy you an outfit, then take it back (Yeah)
When you page me, b*tch, I never page you back
You only act a certain way that I make you act (What up?)
Hoes recognize, and n*ggas do too
'Cause they realize that n*ggas do shoot
Don't like a chick that act too cute
b*tch, hold my gat down when I shoot hoop (Oh yeah)
And don't be asking me all kind of questions
All harassing me, calling, stressing (Yeah)
Or I may have to release some aggression
Beat you to death and teach you a lesson
Looking for handouts like you my damn spouse
Pull your pants down and f*ck my mans now (Ah)
Shut your damn mouth or get in the damn house (Pssh)
Off with the damn blouse and suck on my damn crotch (Woah-oh, woah-oh)
[Chorus: Eminem & Dina Rae]
You just a ho
You just my ho (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
Dirty-ass ho
I'm yo' pimp, you my b*tch (Ah)
You just a ho
You just my ho
Dirty-ass ho (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
I'm yo' pimp, you my b*tch (Ooh-ooh)
You just a ho
You just my ho
Dirty-ass ho (Yeah, yeah)
I'm yo' pimp, you my b*tch
Go get my dough
Go bring me my dough (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Dirty-ass ho (Ooh-ooh)
I'm yo' pimp, you my b*tch ('Cause I work for you, baby!)

[Verse 5: Bizarre & Dina Rae]
Sell that pus*y
Sell that pus*y, b*tch (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
Get out there and switch
And go make Bizarre rich (Yeah, woah)
You gotta itch
You f*cking dirty b*tch
Now get on the corner
And start sucking some di*ks (Yo)
n*ggas want pus*y
And I need cash
So, mom, get out there
And start selling yo' dirty ass (Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha, now!)
Bizarre quick to hit 'em
Then stick 'em
f*ck it;
I'll let you hear one of my victims:
("Somebody, help! I'm on 7 Mile and Muriel")
Shut up, b*tch (Ooh-ooh)
You talk too much!
Now you about to get f*cked in your dirty butt! (Uh)
You never seen a pimp like me
Out here, whoring
Shut your f*cking mouth (Mm-mm)
And you'll be out by the morning (Mm-mm-mm)
'Cause I'm the dirtiest pimp
You ever heard of
Give me my five-thousand
And take this cheeseburger (b*tch!)
Go suck di*k
At a bachelor party
So what if you on your period? (I want)
Blood never hurt nobody (My f*ckin' money)

[Chorus: Eminem & Dina Rae]
You just a ho
You just my ho (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dirty-ass ho (Ooh)
I'm yo' pimp, you my b*tch
You just a ho
You just my ho
Dirty-ass ho (Ooh-ooh)
I'm yo' pimp, you my b*tch (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
You just a ho
You just my ho
Dirty-ass ho (Mm-mm-mm-mm)
I'm yo' pimp, you my b*tch (Mm-mm-mm-mm)
Go get my dough (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Go bring me my dough
Dirty-ass ho (Ooh-ooh)
I'm yo' pimp, you my b*tch ('Cause I work for you, baby!)

[Post-Chorus: Eminem & Dina Rae]
You just a ho
You just a ho (Ho)
That's all you is
You just a dirty-ass (Ho, ho, ho)
b*tch
A dirty-ass, nasty-ass
Stinky-ass, filthy-ass
Stanky-ass b*tch
(You, you)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
(La)
But I love you
(Aha-ha-ha, you can go again)
Kim
(Mm)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

[Outro: Rondelle Beene & Dina Rae]
And there you have it, god damnit (Ooh-ooh)
The fundamentals of pimping
You heard it here first
From the Dirtiest Dozen you ever seen
In yo' god damn life
Yo, this is Rondell Beene on the scene
And we keep the pus*y-holes smiling
Because we always wilding
You know what I'm sayin'?
f*ck all what everybody else talking 'bout
We'll let you know right here, that, pimping
It ain't dead, we love getting head
In a dirty-ass bed
That's just what we do
You know, when we throwing her-heroin parties
Back in 1968
That pus*y is all great
I'll see you at 8:00, b*tch