How To Be a Player Too $hort (Ft. Adrian Marcel, E-40 & T.I.)

[Intro: T.I.]
Ayy
I don't know what the fuck you niggas thought
Y'all niggas hollerin' that "pimpin'" 'cause it sound good
Nigga, back when I was 17, I fuck with my re-up, nigga, I get it out a bitch partna

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Man I can show you how to pimp (I really could)
Betcha you won't comprehend it (Uh uh)
Ain't no pimpin' in your heart, so your heart won't be in it
That's my bitch, she might spread her legs for ya
But I bet your bottom dollar she won't have no bread for ya
Serve 'em Cocktail, yeah, just like my nigga $hort Dog ($hort Dog)
So need a dollar from my bitch? I bet you short, dog
A jack-of-all-trades (Uh-huh), mack of all sort
You throw 'em one, man, I throw that ho a fork
'Cause she done, and well at that
For you to have her sellin' that like crack
Back in my day, on highways and byways
Been up 'bout four, five days
Get a bank roll out the stank ho
Then the Chevy burn rubber sideways
Bitch, if I say (I say), you a flea, can pull a tree
Go hook your lil' ass up with your temper, don't be arguin' me
Nigga think they pimpin' 'cause they bitch'll let 'em borrow a hundred dollars
Shorty, shit, I need a quarter mil' tomorrow