Pimpin’ Lyrics lyrics

[Intro]
Four Corners Pimp Tommy, b*tch, for life
Introducing myself you feel me
Ha-ha b*tch
Pimpin'-ass nig
A b*tch gon' make sure a pimp got everything he need you dig right
But that ho gon' go out there and work for it
Get on the track you dig or walk it
[?] you know
A hoe gon make Tommy III
b*tch
Ten Wanted
[?]
Hold your head down you'll be on a pimp [?]
Look down when you see a pimp b*tch!

[Verse 1: Tommy Wright III]
I´m pimpin at the same time making a grip selling drugs
Half my body is a pimp the other is a thug
Boomin dope on these streets b*tch I´m in too deep
And in my dreams I see thieves that be on the creep (on the creep)
Hoes going constantly pimpin cause I want thangs (want thangs)
I used to bang but now I pimp and slang (slanging ´cane)
I´m like a monkey on a hoes back I won´t lеave (I won´t leave)
Thеy hit their knees, make my cheese cause I´m full of greed
They learn to make it better shake it when they´re on the track
Hustlers be like junkies that are [?] hoes gon´ crack (they gon´ crack)
I wine and dine a b*tch to get her in my stable (in my stable)
We drink champagne as it rain while I spit my game (spit my game)
Once I break the b*tch the hoe will suck my di*k (suck my di*k)
Hoping that she get some of this cheese then I break her again (break her again)
It ain´t never worked that way cause Tommy has been taught (Tommy has been taught)
I done seen them Mac´s enough times to let that bullsh*t walk (bullsh*t walk)
Make my cheese while I go collect from my other hoe
When I come back on this track you better not be here at your post (at your post)
Better have your mouth around a di*k cause I don´t wanna hear it (don´t wanna hear it)
And you better hurry f*cking around while I´m schooling you in Pimpin Lyrics
[Hook: Tommy Wright III]x2
b*tches are b*tches and they are known to be b*tches
And if a b*tch is friends of a b*tch, then she a b*tch
But if a b*tch is a b*tch, then let a b*tch be a b*tch
But if a b*tch is a b*tch, then tell me how many b*tch is this

[Bridge:[?] Tommy Wright III]
[?]
b*tches are b*tches
[?] b*tches love
Cause they are known to be b*tches
[?]

[Verse 2: Tommy Wright III]
Be careful when you be standing on that track with my cash
My sh*t has got to be made or my foot is going to be in your ass
I done told you damn once and I ain´t gonna tell you no damn more
If I ever do I´m gonna carve up my extension cords
Basically I´m tryna say this ain´t no f*cking game
My boosters getting credit cards and checkbooks, ain´t no petty change
Hard to leave a hoe up on that track that sh*t didn´t play out
Pimps must survive by the rules already laid out
That rules the same but it changed in the 80´s
The pimps turned to players and these hoes turned to ladies
That sh*t went undercover for a while but wasn´t finished
We found that it paid good if you mix some crime in it
Now we got a person we revere to as a hustler
Sellin dope and pimpin, doin stanes undercover
A menace to the city streets plus he got his mane hoe
She´s the one in charge of the b*tches bringing payroll
The more you get up under you the better cheese flows
Give the b*tches all a pocket knife or piece to cut a n*gga throat
That´s the way the pimps do it living in Four Corners
And that´s the way Lil Ramsey do this sh*t in Magnolia motherf*cker
[Hook: Tommy Wright III]x3
b*tches are b*tches and they are known to be b*tches
And if a b*tch is friends of a b*tch then she a b*tch
But if a b*tch is a b*tch then let a b*tch be a b*tch
But if a b*tch is a b*tch then tell me how many b*tch is this