8Ball, MJG - Pimp Hard lyrics

Big plush cadillac seats holding me up
Bitches hatin' cuz I'm always
Doing big boy stuff
Wood wheel ill be grippin' in
My big boy truck
Back then at the club gettin'
This big boy sucked
Eightball, MJG you know we can't be touched
If it's bout Hennessy and weed you
Can link it to us
If I feel you disrespectin' I'm
A cock it and bust
And MJG gon be right with me
If that eight ain't enough

If Eight ain't enough
Don't worry I got eight in the clip
Eight for them hard looks
And eight for that lip it was unnecessary
That sort of punishment was
Less than very ugly which was fucked up
You wanted this you lucked up then
Oh well some more shit I'm stuck up in
Hey, let's squash it
Go sweep the dust up then drink a shot
I got a bitch you could drive a truck up in
MJG pimp tight! And I got em

We handle this shit like a pimp should
I fuck with them niggas who run the hood
From the south to the east coast to the west
I be puffin on that shit that
Gon be burnin' in yo chest
See them hoes want a nigga who got bread
These niggas want a bitch you
Got that fye head
And all I want is weed and money
And mo' money the streets don't respect a
Nigga with no money

Ya poor dummy
You should be spendin ya ho money
When she offered you some
You probably tell her "no honey"
You to slow sonny
What I'm spittin' gon make you know somethin'
So the next time instead of just talking
You could show something
And most hoes is like casinos
Built blow somethin'
So anytime a bitch approach me
I see some dough coming
My main focus is tricks who be out ho huntin'
But they don't get that pussy for free
I make em owe somethin'

I like them yellow thick women
Giving love to me
Hugs and kisses disrespecting bitches
Cuz of me always wanna sex with me no
Matter where we be
All her friends do my friends and
They do it for free
Ok we smoke with them hoes and
Get em something to eat
But any real nigga will just to drill baby
Pimp hard or pimp harder for the millennium
That paper out here for ya ima get me some

Hit a lick or some
Tell my bitch to quick get the gun
We got some shit to run so shut up
And cut off the grit's they done
I want you up on your
Feet until they blister some
Bitch you understand what I'm sayin'
I'm the official one
MJG I pimp strong until the reasons gone
Until it ain't no hoe track
Left to sprinkle season on
The niggas who violated they
Still bleedin' on
IV packs and shit sacks and the leavings on