Still Pimpin lyrics

[Verse 1: Princess Loko]
How the f*ck you figure I ain't a motherf*ckin' pimp, when all these n*ggas be jockin' me?
Pimpin' 'til the end, make that cheese, needy green
b*tch please, motherf*ckers ain't stoppin' me
Comin' on the scene with the Tommy Hilfiger
n*gga, sell what you got to make me rich
Never get the pus*y 'cause it's off limits
Ho, run that game when you claimin' that other b*tch
Gas up your head like I love a n*gga, no, Loko never go for the n*ggas on my di*k
Pimp player, baby layer, n*gga, never slackin' 'til the day I die, you ain't mad is you, b*tch?
n*ggas pimpin' hoes, hoes pimpin' n*ggas too
It's just a game to get in somebody's pocket for the cheese
Dollars 'til I'm bustin', motherf*ckers think I'm lovin' it, but I'm lovin' it when they drop to their knees
Clientele be so bad when I fall up in the place
These jealous-ass hoes with the fake gold front
Snatch her by the weave, drag that b*tch by all four, then lock her little, funky ass in the trunk
Playin' all these boys like toys, I ain't goin', never hoin', sissy n*ggas flaugin' like they pimps
Try to pimp me, n*ggas get broke for the ends
Now I gotta go 'cause I'm outie, b*tch
Ho n*ggas try to play Loko, they don't know I don't give a f*ck about no coward-ass hoes
Lookin' for the chewin', all the time gettin' mine
Bust your back, 'cause that's how that pimp sh*t goes
Keep a n*gga for the ride, on the side keepin' dough
You ain't know? A pimp must maintain her style
Teasin' his di*k and I'm slick with the sh*t, playin' so many busters, couldn't trick a player
Talkin' about a minute, stick your tongue right in it
It's the cap that I want, and your money too, ho
M-O-N-E-Y, I gotta have it, understand young man, don't come too slow
Games that I play when I speak this fire sh*t, n*ggas splurgin' like they hard, but they really soft
Change my voice, tell the trick I wanna f*ck him, next thing you know; he'll be jackin' off
Can't play a player, 'cause the game you try to play done already been played out, my nig'
Can't pimp a pimp 'cause a pimp is steady pimpin'
f*ck a ho, 'cause this motherf*ckin' sh*t's too thick
Won't get caught up in the game when I'm servin' this player-type sh*t, can't get caught slippin'
Don't have a frown on your face when I fall up in this place, 'cause Loko's still pimpin'
[Verse 2: Mac T Dog]
b*tches gotta recognize the game I spit, I'm Mac T Dog
Mack a ho in a minute, trick, next; the ho comin' out them draws
Hotel bound with that silly b*tch, up on a hizzunt, though
Then I call my n*gga Lil' Mike, with the clique gon' pay the court
Got that ho in the back, with my n*ggas in the front
If that b*tch get out of line, I'm lockin' this sl*t in the trunk
VHS camera on my motherf*ckin' shoulder pad
Tapin' this stupid-ass b*tch at the hotel while she blowin' up Tommy's ass
Lil' Mike flat out di*kin' that b*tch, got that ho backbone broke
Plus my n*gga Al shovin' di*k all down the b*tch damn throat
Now you know the Four Corner clique, trick, so motherf*ckin' wild
Put that f*ckin' b*tch on a house, 'cause we still pimpin' hoes in style

[Verse 3: Princess Loko]
Let me teach a lesson to you stupid hoes in Memphis, Ten'
Get your paper, boots, utensils, don't forget your f*ckin' pen
First of all; I'm sick of you b*tches say your man do this and that
Lyin', just tryin' to keep your friends when you know all they do is hit that cat
Wear the rings your mama bought just claimin' this what lil' Tommy bought
Knowin' if he ever heard you lie like that he smack you in your f*ckin' jaw
Hickeys on your neck but then you say you got some more that's bigger
Yeah, I bet they is between your legs from fifty other n*ggas
Freaky-deeky b*tches f*ckin' on n*ggas that they barely know
Then they want to get mad when n*ggas call they sl*tty and some hoes
You might say you run a buster but you know he's pimpin' you
di*k just got you f*cked up in the mind and in the pus*y too
Tryna be a player, but you can't 'cause you a freaky b*tch
The only play you doin' is with your hair, you hoes can't be too slick
Let these n*ggas have their way because he said he love you bad
Yeah, he show you love with your pus*y and your cash
b*tches just don't know about the game, them n*ggas poppin' hoes
But Loko gonna stay hip, 'cause I'll never buy no n*ggas no clothes
n*ggas try to run their sad-ass sh*t expectin' me to go along
I don't trust these cowards, so I tell them to take their ass home
Do I look just like your mammy? I hope it's me you tryna gank
b*tch, your ass got roasted, better run you're ass back to the bank
Cash your f*ckin' check or something, and fall up out my f*ckin' face
Takin' me for a dumb ho, I think you got your f*ckin' business misplaced
Love ain't sh*t but a nut that causes mistake for a long relationship
f*ck that lovey, dovey player 'cause I'm a motherf*ckin' pimp
Loko just ain't f*cked up about no n*gga tryin' to f*ck me over
Boy you better ask somebody, trick, my middle name is quota
[Verse 4: Mac T Dog]
Pimp a ho everyday, makin' sure I get my pay
Every time they call a player, best believe I'm on my way
Mack attack, how you gonna act when I grab my snub-nose Gat?
T Dog on a mission, pimpin' b*tches, makin' my pockets fat
n*gga be sick, pullin' they b*tch, havin' they ho suckin' my di*k
Every time I see a trick he want to fight me 'bout that b*tch
Take it to the ho, I can't go, call my clique on McLemore
Beep my n*gga Lil' Mike on the horn and bring me that chrome .44
Bring a extra round of the motherf*ckin' hollow tip
Blastin' them b*tch-ass boy in the dome, hollow tip got that trick face ripped
Now I got that boy b*tch runnin' with the Four Corners crowd
T Dog in this junt for the '9-4, pimpin' all these hoes in style

[Outro: Mac T Dog & Princess Loko]
b*tches gotta recognize the game I spit, I'm Mac T Dog
Never underestimate this pimpin' 'cause I'm raisin' hell
b*tches gotta recognize the game I spit, I'm Mac T Dog
Another year for the pimps and the players to start another level, mane
Never underestimate this pimpin' 'cause I'm raisin' hell
b*tches gotta recognize the game I spit, I'm Mac T Dog
Another year for the pimps and the players to start another level, mane
b*tches gotta recognize the game I spit, I'm Mac T Dog
Never underestimate this pimpin' 'cause I'm raisin' hell
b*tches gotta recognize the game I spit, I'm Mac T Dog
Another year for the pimps and the players to start another level, mane
b*tches gotta recognize the game I spit, I'm Mac T Dog
Never underestimate this pimpin' 'cause I'm raisin' hell
b*tches gotta recognize the game I spit, I'm Mac T Dog
Another year for the pimps and the players to start another level, mane
Never underestimate this pimpin' 'cause I'm raisin' hell
b*tches gotta recognize the game I spit, I'm Mac T Dog
Another year for the pimps and the players to start another level, mane
Never underestimate this pimpin' 'cause I'm raisin' hell
Another year for the pimps and the players to start another level, mane
b*tches gotta recognize the game I spit, I'm Mac T Dog
Another year for the pimps and the players to start another level, mane