Common, Bilal, MC Lyte - A Film Called (Pimp) lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah
You know, they call me a pimp
And you know what that mean
I'm a Person In Making Profit
See, I pimp internationally
I'm nationally recognized, locally accepted
I pimp with the truth
That's the only method

Seen her on Madison where
Vice Lords be travelin'
And Chevy windows be rattlin'
And badder than any other broads that
I've seen in these parts
Her body language spoke like a smart remark
Eyebrows arched
Thick lips, blond wig, nice tit's
Ass the size that I dig
Asked her the name, one way to approach her
See she had game, she needed me to coach her
Expose her to some paper, freedom and culture
The way a righteous pimp is supposed to

As he came closer in his eyes I seen fortune
I ain't having it like abortion
Walking with this stick holding his tip
Looked like a Black Panther that
Was trying to pimp
It was cold as shit, I'm waitin' on my ride
Act like I didn't see him I tried

Motion denied i felt the vibe like Roy Ayers
She was used to seeing pimps
In furs and gators
Told her I'm an innovator
A gentlemen of leisure
That's in tuned with nature
Hold Common's hand
I'm a take you to a pimps promise land
Where no man can break ya, break ya, break ya

Pimps, ho's, hustlers, plans, dealers
Customers, and bodies stuck in it, Oh my god
Pimps, ho's, hustlers, plans, dealers
Customers, and bodies stuck in it, Oh my god

(Hey girl, come on over here, check it out)
Make your next move your best move, choose me

How I look working for a nigga in a kufi?
If I was on a track you couldn't produce me
With them shit's on your wrist looking goofy

(yeah, OK)
I pimp without a pause, for the cause
I'm a rebel
You been on the streets I'm trying
To take you to another level
You used to the same game
Cats saying the same thang
Nigga you gone ho underground
Or ho mainstream

Nigga, you must not know of me
I'm the mack here
Ought to have you ho for me
Pimp yo' punk ass, have you write me poetry
I'm from a lane called cash
You too slow for me

You know why?
I'm thinking bigger than baguettes, furs
And slick cars or have you on the corner
Trickin' in strip bars
If you become mine the world would be ours
Respect the game, and universal laws

What, I oughta pimp slap your ass and
Make you fall against the wall
Why you in the game if you
Ain't even trying to ball?
I know pimpin' ain't easy but damn
You barely surviving
We can't ride together 'cause
You ain't driving

Pimps, ho's, hustlers, plans, dealers
Customers, and bodies stuck in it, Oh my god
Pimps, ho's, hustlers, plans, dealers
Customers, and bodies stuck in it, Oh my god

You and I together is
Like Ashford and Simpson
Picture us elbow to elbow
At the hustler's convention

Think I'm gon' risk my ass
Then give you the cash
That shit is the past, I got my own stable
I oughta pierce your navel and
Put you on the track
Matter of fact I been looking
For a ho that's abstract

Girl, you getting beside yourself
I'm trying to guide you
Help you see inside yourself
I pimp with vision
I'm a help you see the light
Have you covering your body and
Have you eating right

I'm pimp ho's, pimp pens
Pimp rhythms, pimp flows pimp men
Pimp systems got stores called Big Pimpin'
Down South in Texas I ran the best ho house

I pimp from Brazil to um, Tokyo
Have Japanese broads sayin Choushi wa dou
Bring 'em back to the States
To turn dates from Europe
Made the dirtiest of hoes seem purer

I'm laughin' 'cause you funny
I make bitch niggas like you have my money
I get six hundred off yo' skinny ass weekly
You'll get all them righteous
Hoes in that dashiki

Yo, whatever happened to loyalty?
Don't you want to become royalty?
On the streets selling ass and oils for me
But you on this ho-asis and
Really I can't reach you
Fuck you then I'm about to be a preacher

Well there you have it y'all
The story of pimps and hoes
Y'all know how it goes
It's been the oldest profession
The whole thing is like a lesson
Ain't no second guessin'
Pimps y'all, hustlers all that good shit
Yeah, yeah, 2000 and forever it'll be here
Uh, uh aiight cool