Pimp On (Letra)

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[Chorus]
Play on, play on, play on
Play on, play on, play on
Play on, play on, play on
To the players
Pimp on, pimp on, pimp on
Pimp on, pimp on, pimp on
Pimp on, pimp on, pimp on
To the players
Roll on, roll on, roll on
Roll on, roll on, roll on
Roll on, roll on, roll on
To the players
Ride on, ride on, ride on
Ride on, ride on, ride on
Ride on, ride on, ride on
To the players

[Baby]
For sure lil’ one
Benz 600 on dubs my man
Playing TVs and DVs these niggas ain’t playing
20 inch. change the paint I’ll do that quick
Doing donuts in the Lam get your roll on slick
Bought a brand new car
Steering wheel in the middle
With the passenger side on both sides my nigga
Got a brand new Jag with a brand new Vet
Going to the MGM six to point nigga bet
Got a brand new house with my platinum mouth
Got 500 chicken and I’m fronting em’ out
Got 5 bad bitches till’ I turned em’ out
Got 5 new cars till’ I burnt em’ out
I got a Rover with 8 size a Jag with 6
Got the matching Benz wagon with Lorenzo kit
Got a cell-phone sattelite I love this shit
Drive a 2002 Lexus coupe you bitch
Play boy

[Chorus]

[Mannie Fresh]
I’ma get it how I live and by me a quater
And put about 10 inches up in somebody daughter
I’m M.F. nigga
Nothin less nigga
Running in a race with me
You gotta catch your breath nigga
I love sex nigga
Got a complex nigga
Got your head hurting, taking contracts nigga
Y’all doing good lil’ one
I’m doing better
Your 2000 got cloth interior, mine got leather
See hit her get her grab her man I get with her
Split her quit her jab her man in a shit her
Doing like it should be done
I’m the mack
Make it feel just like a gun
Up in your back
Tell the truth I know you know baby
I don’t need em
Ask a bitch or ask a hoe just how I treat em
You handcuffing these broads
Bring them hoes up in for questioning
Captain save a broad find another profession
Like

[Chorus]

[Baby]
Ha bro
Catch me getting out my Rover
With ice all over
With a pair black Girbauds
And some fresh white Soldiers
I’m the #1 hoe bitch you know who I am
Got about a 150 worth a shit in my hand
Got about a 150 hard bricks in the van
With about a 150 nasty bitches my man
It’s that hot boy Atrice no one do it harder
A block off the interstate
Doing donuts in my Ferrari

[Mannie Fresh]
Now why you over there looking at me?
Could I be the player that you trying to be?
I been pimping young stuns since 83
Ask your mamma and they mammas
Sonny they know me
#1 reppers, hot like pepper
Flossy type steppers, dog bitch check us
I heard you gone persue her
She telling the world you chew her
Yeah I screw then let the hot boys do her

[Chorus]

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Pimp On (Letra)

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{chorus}
Play on, play on, play on
Play on, play on, play on
Play on, play on, play on
To the players
Pimp on, pimp on, pimp on
Pimp on, pimp on, pimp on
Pimp on, pimp on, pimp on
To the players
Roll on, roll on, roll on
Roll on, roll on, roll on
Roll on, roll on, roll on
To the players
Ride on, ride on, ride on
Ride on, ride on, ride on
Ride on, ride on, ride on
To the players

{baby}
For sure lil’ one
Benz 600 on dubs my man
Playing tvs and dvs these niggas ain’t playing
20 inch. change the paint i’ll do that quick
Doing donuts in the lam get your roll on slick
Bought a brand new car
Steering wheel in the middle
With the passenger side on both sides my nigga
Got a brand new jag with a brand new vet
Going to the mgm six to point nigga bet
Got a brand new house with my platinum mouth
Got 500 chicken and i’m fronting em’ out
Got 5 bad bitches till’ i turned em’ out
Got 5 new cars till’ i burnt em’ out
I got a rover with 8 tires a jag with 6
Got the matching benz wagon with lorenzo kit
Got a cell-phone sattelite i love this shit
Drive a 2002 lexus coupe you bitch
Play boy

(chorus)

{mannie fresh}
I’ma get it how i live and by me a quater
And put about 10 inches up in somebody daughter
I’m m.f. nigga
Nothin less nigga
Running in a race with me
You gotta catch your breath nigga
I love sex nigga
Got a complex nigga
Got your head hurting, taking contracts nigga
Y’all doing good lil’ one
I’m doing better
Your 2000 got cloth interior, mine got leather
See hit her get her grab her man i get with her
Split her quit her jab her man in a shit her
Doing like it should be done
I’m the mack
Make it feel just like a gun
Up in your back
Tell the truth i know you know baby
I don’t need em
Ask a bitch or ask a hoe just how i treat em
You handcuffing these broads
Bring them hoes up in for questioning
Captain save a broad find another profession
Like

(chorus)

{baby}
Ha bro
Catch me getting out my rover
With ice all over
With a pair black girbauds
And some fresh white soldiers
I’m the #1 hoe bitch you know who i am
Got about a 150 worth a shit in my hand
Got about a 150 hard bricks in the van
With about a 150 nasty bitches my man
It’s that hot boy atrice no one do it harder
A block off the interstate
Doing donuts in my ferrari

{mannie fresh}
Now why you over there looking at me?
Could i be the player that you trying to be?
I been pimping young stuns since 83
Ask your mamma and they mammas
Sonny they know me
#1 reppers, hot like pepper
Flossy type steppers, dog bitch check us
I heard you gone persue her
She telling the world you chew her
Yeah i screw then let the hot boys do her

(chorus)

Pimp on (Letra)

Big Tymers

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[Intro: Bishop Don Magic Juan]
Yeah.. no introduction is really needed
But it’s, the Bishop Don Magic Juan
Chairman of the Board, of famous playas everywhere!
PLAYAS, PLAYAS, PLAYAS!
Representin, green is for the money
Gold is for the honey, ain’t it man?

[Interlude]

Pimp pimp onnnn, pimp-pimp onnnn
Pimp onnnn, pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on

[Verse One: Twista]
Peep how the Twist’ puttin down the luchie while smokin a lot of dro
Whatchu know ‘bout checkin yo’ paper for a down-ass bottom hoe
Or snatchin yo’ new fur model mink with the hood off the hanger
24-karat rings standin a half a foot off the finger
Custom seats are amazin tellin nobody could touch that bitch
Shoes my Maurie, piss by the month, he cut shock shit
Anything from my hoes when I ask, I get it
In the Cadillac I kick it, since y’all I wanted to be like macks and Bishop
Type wanna get up in the club, drinkin Cris’sy from a gold cup
Flossin my club, peepin persons yellin out "Chuuuch!"
Finna attract to trick politicians I’ma maintain pimpin
You can’t change pimpin, from the Stone Age to the "Space Age" pimpin
From Southern mackin in Memphis to the playa mo’ when you shoot to Chi
In the black diamond with fuchsia dye pullin out hoes like Supafly
All I gotta do is spit fo’ lines
Now she got me chameleon gators with colors that flip fo’ times
Now get yo’.

[Chorus]
Pimp pimp onnnn (pimp on)
Pimp-pimp onnnn (pimp on)
Pimp onnnn (pimp on) pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on
Pimp pimp onnnn (and if you want it the ‘Llac with three hoes in the back)
Pimp-pimp onnnn (feelin like a mack while you checkin yo’ scratch)
Pimp onnnn (then you gettin yo’ pimp on) pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on

[Verse Two: 8 Ball]
Uhh.. yeah.. yeah, yeah
It’s the fat, mack – EightBall to most of y’all
You a hoe need a pimp, I’m the one you supposed to call
Shit talker, somebody’s daughter she my street walker
She call me daddy, she a hoe so that’s what I call her
Or big toed, hard-head ass hoe
The rougher I treat her she love a nigga even mo’
Brush my hair, manicure and do my toes
Knock bitches from them niggaz who act like hoes
I’m mink draggin out my 2-2 Paddywagon
Sittin on 2-3’s, diamonds on 24 karats
Ball not a bitch ass, and I don’t make deals
Peel a meal from a pussy, know how that feels?
High heels and furs, Lexus his and hers
Hpnotic, ex’ and sex mixed with the words
Pull up, and let the window down, here she come
the American way, I was taught how to.

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Too $hort]
Playa getcha pimpin on
Gotta getcha game together man, all your women gone
To start all over, ain’t nothin to a mack
Just put ‘em to work, and watch yo’ money stack
That’s fo’sho’ doe, everyday a G a mo’
Asked your little sister, "Girl, why you wanna be a hoe?"
She got turned out, like Red Riding Hood
goin to Grandma’s house, now she lookin real good
while the Big Bad Wolf tryna eat her out
Pay up, the cash is what we be about
Squares, we don’t care if you don’t understand
Players break out the game power, you don’t wanna go there
Say it in your prayers you wanna be like me
You down on your knees but it’s not likely
to ever happen, so I just keep rappin
This real mackin, this ain’t actin

[Chorus]

[Outro: Bishop Don Magic Juan]
Yeah, Bishop Don Magic Juan
Ain’t no shame, in my game
Good game, is happenin everyhere
[Interlude plays in background]
Playas in Los Angeles, Detroit, Miami
New York, Chi-Town, WORLD-WIDE!
CHUUUCH IS HERE!