[Verse 1] Okay which way you wanna go nigga Left, right, up, down, come on man Just find it on yourself, man come on now Here's probably a bit too much Pimps went dead with this year's shit Man pimp pimp pimp pimp, you got chewed up Lisa had a problem She never realized that all the dick she was suckin In the hood, she could have made herself mountains But it's my fault cause she a ho and didn't listen to a pimp So she writin you in the pen over and over again See I believe in servin a nigga his papers wHen I knock his ho Like a pimp did me on Beach Blvd, though I got knocked, gon get knocked, de-knocked, re-knocked But I'ma knick-knock my motherfuckin self, I'm Suga Free, ha I, capital P-I, oh my, M-P, oh I, for life Knock knock for winter (ha ha), me too Like a R-2 twin magnetic pimp response Plus yo ass sweatin me like a cheap suit
[Chorus] Just when you thought the pimpin was in you Ah ah, it's just on you (I can't warn you) What's wrong? Kitty cat get her nosebleed? It's red ribbon week? It's just on you (you can't win) Fire engines, and ???? It's just on you (you can't win) And just when you thought that $500 was for another abortion Voucher ,it's just on you (I can't warn you)
[Verse 2] Now I, can't, believe, how, y'all, niggaz Still, don't, know, how, a ho, go back They make more, pay more A doctor or a nurse or a VET! They say a pimp walked on water, and he never got wet See sometime it feel like the pimpin be dead But that's a temporary condition too I called the pimp god he could be a ho But he called back (cool) And I can't believe how some of y'all niggaz Let the glory pass you by But steady wanna pick my brain about the game and ask why And if it wasn't for tony Y'all motherfuckers'd still be ridin around Pomona Gospel Spittin like bitches to my homies
[Chorus] It's gon rain for 40 days and 40 nights Suckers, it's just on you (we can't warn you) When she disrespect you in front of your homeboys You are the weakest link, cause it's just on you (you can't win) Man I mean she gon be either a stand-up ho Or a fall-down bitch, man it's just on you (we can't warn you ) Now you know you're with a square when Red Cross won't give her coffee
[Verse 3] God said he wasn't gon put no more meat that I could stand Ho it mean after you leave me I cop and blow And be the chain of command (Amen) Here's a story about a pimp that they ain't took out yet But died 8 or 9 times and ain't found him yet I tell your man I just be sittin back lookin (lookin) Listenin (listenin), learnin (learnin) Pimpin (pimpin), and I don't see no difference Peep, wolf disguised as sheep That's how I stalk my prey Every single day, I don't know no other way Born again! Pimp different, hear different, feel different Look different, Walk different, talk different And the tricks you fuckin never try to keep up with him That's what they do Don't even think you fuckin her better than him I mean the joint bout-it man will knock you straight on your back Just like you got the Holy Ghost, feelin good, go like that And to inquirin minds that wanna know I got on Stains, fucked it up Popped the pen, I left with my ho
[Chorus] And outta all the pimpin goin on around you It's just on you I mean that a goddamn drop touched on yo ass It's just on you Mean to tell me you mad at the pimpin cause You don't see no difference? (it's just on you) Just when you got a taste for steak in your mouth She gave you bologna cause it's just on you When she said all she did was kiss And you said okay that's when she knew it's just on you Just when you thought that givin her all that dick Was the shit nigga I couldn't warn you Better get yo ass way from around here I ain't playin (Couldn't warn you) Be good or be good at it Goddamnit, it's just on you I'ma go in a worm but I'ma come out a butterfly motherfucker It's just on you Relax all your muscles (it's just on you)
(Suga Free) Man, she lookin' for somebody that'll pay her rent And grab her hair and hit her from the back and call her a bitch Ol' nice ass nigga gets no respect But I'll slap her in a minute and break her god damn neck Things gon' never change huh? Sure the fuck not I'ma pimp a prostitute because the game don't stop I bet I'll see a brighter day though... what? And if she disrespect the pimp she gettin' fucked up She used to hoola-hoop, deal it with Now she whip it on a trick so we can stack them chips Tryin' to argue with a pimp just to see what I'll do I'm into breakin' fingernails, what you heard was true I'm tryin' to pimp 'til I just can't pimp no more And it's nothin' to a pimp to go and get him some more Cause niggaz dress funny, act funny, walk funny, talk funny Never realizin' that she only want your money, dummy
*scratching*
(Hi-C) (Hey hey!) The hustler meets the pimp And I'ma put it in your mouth like steak and skrimp Fly high in the sky like a Goodyear blimp Wear rubbers so I don't go out like Shawn Kemp Back in the day she double dutch Now she clutch nuts and double bust Lookin' for that good, in God we trust While the homies get high off angel dust What Coast you bang? The left or the right? What type of colors you like? The dark or the bright? It don't matter 'cause it's on tonight I wish a motherfucker would try to start a fight (So whooot!) The homies 'bout thirty deep And lil' nigga, you won't hit water at the beach And you can't see the forest for the trees Cause you fuckin' with some real O.G.'s
*scratching*
(Suga Free) It ain't about your coochie baby, uh-uh You got the wrong idea don't you?, uh-hu She got to tellin' me her life story, and it's all the same And after slappin' that bitch she respects my game She ran away when she was little 'cause she learned to hoe And got smart 'cause she don't give it up for free no more We take a real square bitch and get to turnin' her out Cause she tired of y'all niggaz runnin' off at the mouth She wanna go places, not the same shit Y'all tricks speak a real funny language Act funny when a bitch come around you huh? But you can have her for a minute if you payin' her right Don't get mad nigga - this ain't for you You a trick and you expect the bitch to love you? Man, I got some bones in my body that you wish you had And when she talkin' that shit you never beat her ass
(Tray Deee) A bitch made purpose is to service a mac In a skirt till her feet hurt workin trap No breaks, ho break mine or she don't sleep Pussy just a piece of meat another means to eat Bitches playin like the wayin so I stay in the game Pimpin hard on these niggaz cuz they playin is lame How i'm came at a ho is all a bitch gone know What I won't, what I don't and where to put my dough Back-talk get you slapped broad stay in yo place I might get the hanger then make you lay on yo face Trick guerilla for my scrilla ho you got to know Chronic weed smoke the only thing I cop to blow Gangsta-playa paper-chasin break a bitch like young No tongue get em sprung from the game I run One in a million with this pimpin Suga Free no cut Now come up from promote and tell these hoes what's up
(Suga Free) Ho must've said Suga Free go wash yo hands I said bitch I'm Suga Free I wash my hands befo I touch my dick Bitch I'm ceasin, meanin I'm 900-99 thousand, 900-99 dollars, 99 cents away from breathin Now if she tell that her pussy ain't sellin she lyin (Man that bitch is connin you) And it she say baby let's go get this paper don't playa-hater hater she tryin be all the ho that you can be Oh no I ain't gone playa hate you cuzz you dressed like you a freak Goin "Now I lay me down to sleep" With that pimp stick hangin french-braided right by my feet Now on a accident pussy sells, you see how heavy traffic gets pussy sells Nigga you lookin foe yo ho main pussy sells But you gone get plenty mo cuz pimpin neva fells Ooohh venom, cross my heart hope to die stick a needle in my eye If you didn't have Suga Free you'd have to invent him (Got, Someby, Like a Mua Fucka)
(Snoop Dogg) Me and my niggaz is hard as hell Pimp slap a bitch for some clientele Bitch get me a room at a plush hotel To hit this trick for this lick and go get my mail If you ever get caught, cracked and thrown in jail You know a nigga comin throw with that bail I put you on a track like that for real And you know and I know that pussy will sell
(Hook (Snoop Dogg)) Oohh She got the bomb, My bitch got some bomb ass pussy Oohh She got the bomb, You want the honey nigga I want the money
(Snoop Dogg) Where ever I go it's all the same Do the pussy have a name yeah but it might change (da, da) Dependin on the weather or the mood that that day If the cat got macked then that fool gone pay Now lay lay yo head on back You down with the dogg then work that trap And don't come back till you get that scratch, and bring it all to me I put the P-I-M-P-O ology, bitch threw a dolla at me me I threw it back now she followin me (ha, ha, ha, ha) I put this P-I down 7 days a week 24 hours
(Goldie Loc) You say you broke ho, look here miss me It be all tipes of niggaz that be payin for ma-dussy (bitch) There go the cona girl, now post up If you come back with no chips, yo gets slapped up I might hit you with the pimp stick And bitch think twice befo askin fo deez-nick And the last time you had some money Is when you stole it from yo momma, bitch that shit ain't funny (shit ain't funny) But a pimp like me got payed (got payed) And a hoe like you got played (got played) Now listen to the sound of the bells ring Baby it's cash goin on like ching ching Get up, get out, and get some You see what i'm doin, bustin on tracks to keep you fuckin Let you tell it i'm out here pimpin for free That ain't yo Goldie I got too much hog in me I dogg hoes like Snoop (like Snoop) Throw some lotion on yo feet befo you jump up in my coup (beeitch)
(Snoop Dogg) Pimpin ain't easy but it's a whole lotta fun Tray 5,7,6,5,4,2,1 Get dought in the snow in Idahoe I gotta lie to ho, and a wida hoe One things for show if all fails They go get my mail cuzz pussy sells
(Hook (Snoop Dogg)) Oohh She got the bomb, My bitch got some bomb ass pussy Oohh She got the bomb, You want the honey nigga I want the money Oohh She got the bomb, Yeah my bitch got some bomb ass pussy Oohh She got the bomb, Nigga you want the honey fool I want the money
(Suga Free) Yeah Tray 5,7,6,5,4,2,1 Nigga Pimp on, In a real way
