作曲 : Butler, Freeman, Johnson Check it out, 1996, ******* still suckin on *****s Hoes just trippin' mayne Choosin, they men by what kinda cars they drive What kinda keys you holdin Now ******* stare a ***** down when he step to the bar They ain't trippin, on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin, on me, they wanna ***** my car Look a ***** up and down like he a superstar But they ain't trippin, on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are by far They ain't trippin on me, they wanna ***** my car Ay C keep yo' eyes open for the boppers, car hoppers Daisy Dukes out on the block, showin ****, traffic stoppers Lookin good spendin some ***** G'sNails by Vietnamese, [unverified], lookin' like they worth G'sDress above they knees, jellies and G-strings up the ass Man I never let 'em pass So, tell me where can I find 'em With they ***** or in that candy Cadillac right behind him ******* tellin' me see yo' ***** grand All she wanna do is ride Su-bur-ban Put her ass on the leather and rub the wood See we got boppers in Texas oh, man that ******* look good So, I let them hoes ride and I show them a grip But she blinded by the candy she can't see I'm a pimp When she told me I looked good I didn't feel no pride All the ******* wanted to do is just ***** my ride Now ******* stare a ***** down when he step to the bar They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car Look a ***** up and down like he a superstar But they ain't trippin on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin on me, they wanna ***** my car Oh yeah, these hoes think they cute in skin-tight catsuits Assumin' that they body's too boomin to dispute But ******* is the root of all drama An attribute put up in they head by they momma Oh yeah, I'ma tell it like it is, I sees how it goes down *****z talkin' 'bout, how they passin' these hoes 'round But y'all trickin', them hoes told me Fools y'all ain't Goldy, ridin' in a goodie but an oldie Fifty dollars there, a hundred dollars here You brought the ******* a drink and all her homegirls a beer Your homeboys lookin for ya, but yo' ass gone You left your *****z at the club and took all them hoes home And didn't even *****, man what the ***** If you didn't want to ***** then get the ***** up out the truck You know what I mean? I ain't showin out VoguesJust so these hoes can be seen, c'mon you wanna ***** or cut? Now ******* stare a ***** down when he step to the bar They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car When you look at my chrome and you lick your lips It's just like I'm rubbin' my ***** between your hips And when you smile and shake your ass, my grill smile right back ******* I'm the real, that's why I ride Cadillac And I'ma ***** you and ***** all yo' friends Soon as Pimp C come through in that 600 BenzWith burgundy paint, butter and LG rimsColor TV, VCR playin X-rated films Of myself, runnin up in beauty queens But let me tell y'all *****z the difference between y'all and me You see, man I can tell all that ******* wanted to do Is just ride for free and smoke for free But ******* not me, you better ask them hoes if my name Pimp CUnless your ******* makin ten thousand dollars a week The only way I see you sittin in my passenger seat, you *******! Now ******* stare a ***** down when he step to the bar They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car Look a ***** up and down like he a superstar But they ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car Now ******* stare a ***** down when he step to the bar They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car Look a ***** up and down like he a superstar But they ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car
作曲 : Butler, Freeman, Johnson Check it out, 1996, ******* still suckin on *****s Hoes just trippin' mayne Choosin, they men by what kinda cars they drive What kinda keys you holdin Now ******* stare a ***** down when he step to the bar They ain't trippin, on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin, on me, they wanna ***** my car Look a ***** up and down like he a superstar But they ain't trippin, on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are by far They ain't trippin on me, they wanna ***** my car Ay C keep yo' eyes open for the boppers, car hoppers Daisy Dukes out on the block, showin ****, traffic stoppers Lookin good spendin some ***** G'sNails by Vietnamese, [unverified], lookin' like they worth G'sDress above they knees, jellies and G-strings up the ass Man I never let 'em pass So, tell me where can I find 'em With they ***** or in that candy Cadillac right behind him ******* tellin' me see yo' ***** grand All she wanna do is ride Su-bur-ban Put her ass on the leather and rub the wood See we got boppers in Texas oh, man that ******* look good So, I let them hoes ride and I show them a grip But she blinded by the candy she can't see I'm a pimp When she told me I looked good I didn't feel no pride All the ******* wanted to do is just ***** my ride Now ******* stare a ***** down when he step to the bar They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car Look a ***** up and down like he a superstar But they ain't trippin on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin on me, they wanna ***** my car Oh yeah, these hoes think they cute in skin-tight catsuits Assumin' that they body's too boomin to dispute But ******* is the root of all drama An attribute put up in they head by they momma Oh yeah, I'ma tell it like it is, I sees how it goes down *****z talkin' 'bout, how they passin' these hoes 'round But y'all trickin', them hoes told me Fools y'all ain't Goldy, ridin' in a goodie but an oldie Fifty dollars there, a hundred dollars here You brought the ******* a drink and all her homegirls a beer Your homeboys lookin for ya, but yo' ass gone You left your *****z at the club and took all them hoes home And didn't even *****, man what the ***** If you didn't want to ***** then get the ***** up out the truck You know what I mean? I ain't showin out VoguesJust so these hoes can be seen, c'mon you wanna ***** or cut? Now ******* stare a ***** down when he step to the bar They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car When you look at my chrome and you lick your lips It's just like I'm rubbin' my ***** between your hips And when you smile and shake your ass, my grill smile right back ******* I'm the real, that's why I ride Cadillac And I'ma ***** you and ***** all yo' friends Soon as Pimp C come through in that 600 BenzWith burgundy paint, butter and LG rimsColor TV, VCR playin X-rated films Of myself, runnin up in beauty queens But let me tell y'all *****z the difference between y'all and me You see, man I can tell all that ******* wanted to do Is just ride for free and smoke for free But ******* not me, you better ask them hoes if my name Pimp CUnless your ******* makin ten thousand dollars a week The only way I see you sittin in my passenger seat, you *******! Now ******* stare a ***** down when he step to the bar They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car Look a ***** up and down like he a superstar But they ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car Now ******* stare a ***** down when he step to the bar They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car Look a ***** up and down like he a superstar But they ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car But ******* who the ***** you think you are, by far They ain't trippin' on me, they wanna ***** my car
