Canton Jones - Pimp Hard lyrics

I know that you's a pimp and wanna pimp hard
But in yo pimping you can't never pimp God

A Mack from way back
(Player from the Himalayas)
Asian, Spanish, White, Black
(Hey baby come over here)
You flip through your black book
And you like let me see
Then you get what you want
And you like girl just let me be
You're like a pitbull sick'em
Got plenty of game trick 'em into the curb
Ya kick em (kick em kick em)
But every dog has his day
Keep it pimping and pimp one day
It's gonna be your last lay (aye aye)
You got with a top model
She brought you the top dollars
She had fleas on her collar (Holla)
But, you a pimp, you ain't afraid to try
You ain't afraid to lie
Are you afraid to die?

I know that you's a pimp and wanna pimp hard
But in yo pimping you can't never pimp God

You gotta girl cheating on a man with you
And you know dude cuz
You two went to High School that's not cool
She done fooled you (ooh ooh)
And dude loves her and he's gonna kill you
But, you say no no
And you creep around on the low low
Thinking he can't shoot because he the po po
So you keep going
And her love for you keeps growing
You think that cause the
Feeling she's showing
People say don't try her
And even though she's hotter than fire
Don't trust her cuz she is a liar
But, you don't listen
And one night when you two were kissing
Heard a funny noise in the kitchen
And you go out there
Saw another girl who had short hair
Pistol in her hand and she yells
Where is my lover!
Shes a lesbian you discover shoots you
Then she shoots at the cover
Then they call your mother (mother)

I know that you's a pimp and wanna pimp hard
But in yo pimping you can't never pimp God

Pimping been pimping since 96
In 6 jurisdictions hard on her (oh)
Get it though
Rain, Sleet, Hail or Snow (Fa' Sho')
Make a pretty girl feel like a smurf
Hard as the turf
Never been soft like a nurf I mean
I'll send you a drink
Put you in a mini skirt
Now you selling for the team
Manipulate your mind 'Till your mind is mine
I'm like years ahead of you
Baby girl you way behind
And I'ma have my way just stay behind
But, if you let me manage you
Then I'ma make you shine nothing but lies
Whatever it take
Even though I'm ruining lives
This is how a pimp thinks
No love, workin with a killer instinct
All for the money I push you over the brink
But now that ain't the way to go (Naw)
You better off letting Jesus save yo soul
All the fake stuff starting to take it's toll
But Christ is in you face
Ready to make you whole
Cuz ain't no gang good enough
Naw you ain't hood enough to get over on God
Nobody gangsta enough nobody thug enough
Lemme tell you something
You ain't that hard (hard hard)

I know that you's a pimp and wanna pimp hard
But in yo pimping you can't never pimp God