Too $hort, UGK, 50 Cent - I’m a Pimp lyrics

Nigga I need money to maintain
Hustlin ain't a game
Nigga that go 'gainst the grain
Gon' get to' out the frame
TV's in the Range, I'm into nice thangs
I slang weed, cocaine and hero ayn
50 Cent that's my name
Nigga I bring the pain you thought
Shit stay the same nigga shit gon' change
Put a bullet in your brain
Nigga at close range
Run up with your Roley your
Rings and your motherfuckin chain
Haters, you funny mayne
I'm 'bout my money mayne
Bitch get down on that track and
Get my money I ain't playin
Better understand what I'm sayin when
I'm sayin I ain't playin
I'll be in front of yo' crib layin
With the mac to start sprayin


Any nigga that's in the game for
The fame gotta be a lame
Crackers'll put you in chains
Boxes to drive you insane
Sun cain't shine all the time
Man it's gotta rain now hoe go sell
You better crack the whip mayne

Well a pimp is a pimp and
Bun is comin to get'cha and if 6 is 9 then
I'm 30 thousand dollars richer
Hit your bitch when she ain't wit'cha
Pryor pussy like Richard
Wide open make her forget ya
Then nut on your picture
Lit your world up like the 4th of July
Nobody knew why not too fly maybe fo' fly
Servin dick to make your hoe cry
My nigga you know I chew ya like a barracuda
Who and what you thought you could
Do to non hesitatin game shooters
Blew your spot up, when I left nobody got up
If they did they got shot up left
For dead in the parking lot, what?
Nigga you got nuts
Put your money where yo' mouth is
I doubt this motherfucker even know
What the South is
All about, startin the clock
Ring the bell or somethin
Cause they stuntin, steady
Frontin, not cuttin, talkin 'bout nuttin
Now what in the fuck
Made them push the button of a mack
Now I'm set to attack, crackin yo' back
Just call me Jack cause I'ma rip

When money is no object ("I'm a pimp")
When money is no object ("I'm a pimp")
When money when money
When money is no object what you thank
It's a game?
Bitch you will discover ("I'm a pimp")
Bitch you will discover ("I'm a pimp")
Bitch you will dis pimpin
Bitch you will dis pimpin
Bitch you will discover I'm a
Pimp and not a lover

Aiyyo the bitch used to bring me dough
Used to be yo' bottom hoe
Now yo' paper comin slow
She feel like she had to go
Roll with them rich niggas and
Ball with them ballers
Politic with them Willies
The real shot callers

Yeah 50, yeah I took his hoe
Now he comin 'round here, what he lookin fo'?
He'll never get her back
She chose another mack
His other hoes are whack and
That's nothin but a fact
I'm a pimp, I don't love 'em like that
If I ever lose a hoe I get another right back
I'm Too $hort, a real player and a pimp
I ain't seen you in a while
Pimp C tell 'em where you been

Been around the world
Y'all niggas ain't seen all the shit I seen
Yeah I'm good, sittin in the S covered 16
I'm comin through a couple bars lean
600 Benz S Class, know what the fuck I mean?
A pimper, I stay in shrimp ah
Like Jack Tripper a candy sweet dipper
Playin with cock and suckin on nipples
Every day my game get thicker
Gettin good head from champagne sippers
Rapper to bird flipper
Man a motherfuckin ripper

It's called gangsters to strippers
Murder Mob and the Pack bumpin
Loud on the speakers
From the A to the Bay, Newport to new graves
I'm breakin these hoes on Too $hort's mixtape
And this ain't even the album
It's just a mixtape, it ain't even out yet
So close your mouth bitch
Turn it up loud it hit's
Jazze Pha and Lil Jon I told
You all about the shit