Pimpin’ Pt. 2 50 Cent

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[Intro]
Yeah, I'm back baby
You miss me? (Haha)
Come here

[Chorus]
I be pimpin'
Ridin' in my Coupe DeVille
Pimpin', chrome on the spokes and grill
Pimpin', tell them what I taught you girl
Purse first, ass later
I be pimpin'
Ridin' in my Coupe DeVille
Pimpin', chrome on the spokes and grill
Pimpin', tell them what I taught you girl
Purse first, ass later
I be pimpin'

[Verse 1]
I am simply what you call a P.I.M.P
You could never go broke when your G tight like me
You wanna ride with the King of New York maybe
Get your money up, choose a pimp, and we can talk baby
They say the games to be sold, not told
I sprinkle a lil shit in my lines, it's hot tho
You see the bitches I fuck with, you know its real
I sweat 'em 'til I get em man, I stay on they heels
Fuck a parkin' lot
Everywhere I'm at, I'm pimpin'
Sunshine, rain, sleet or snow, mane
When I'm around, niggas handcuff they dames
I fuck 'em and send 'em home and they don't love 'em the same
See my face on MTV, the mood just changed
She suddenly doesn't want you touchin' her mane
I had the same affect on broads before the fame
Queen's track hustler point, niggas know me mane