[Intro: Pimp C]
One time for yo' muthafuckin back bitch
Kool Ace, UGK
[Hook: Pimp C]
Pimpin' ain't no illusion
And pimpin' ain't never died
Old pimps was on that heroin
Yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done came through
And straight threw off all the game;
Got all these hoes thinkin'
They could manage they own change
[Verse 1: Kool Ace]
But it ain't no illusion
I know you all have witnessed
He rollin' in my Caddy mo'
Wit' fly bitches
Makin' ole deals: Now, ho
Ain't Bob Barker
But I'm caught up in this game
More like Peter Parker
P-I-M-P, take the P's that I am
I want you payin' hoes in my army
Like Uncle Sam
And we gon' jam
I'm talkin' 'bout the world greatest show
I know my shit is extreme
But I'm all about them does
When I'm steppin' on the scene
Be there four deep, hella clean
My reality is your favorite dream
(Stop that shit, daddy)
Best believe Kool Ace gon' keep it real
Pimp C & Bun B to testify for the ear
Excuse me, y'all, but this about Southern shit
Now, tell me can you uh, feel this, bitch?
We givin' 'em brain contusions
Pimp C, what's the conclusion?
(Pimpin' ain't no illusion)
One time for yo' muthafuckin back bitch
Kool Ace, UGK
[Hook: Pimp C]
Pimpin' ain't no illusion
And pimpin' ain't never died
Old pimps was on that heroin
Yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done came through
And straight threw off all the game;
Got all these hoes thinkin'
They could manage they own change
[Verse 1: Kool Ace]
But it ain't no illusion
I know you all have witnessed
He rollin' in my Caddy mo'
Wit' fly bitches
Makin' ole deals: Now, ho
Ain't Bob Barker
But I'm caught up in this game
More like Peter Parker
P-I-M-P, take the P's that I am
I want you payin' hoes in my army
Like Uncle Sam
And we gon' jam
I'm talkin' 'bout the world greatest show
I know my shit is extreme
But I'm all about them does
When I'm steppin' on the scene
Be there four deep, hella clean
My reality is your favorite dream
(Stop that shit, daddy)
Best believe Kool Ace gon' keep it real
Pimp C & Bun B to testify for the ear
Excuse me, y'all, but this about Southern shit
Now, tell me can you uh, feel this, bitch?
We givin' 'em brain contusions
Pimp C, what's the conclusion?
(Pimpin' ain't no illusion)
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