New! Read & write lyrics explanations
  • Highlight lyrics and explain them to earn Karma points.

(feat. 8 Ball & mjg)

[Pimp C:]
I know you hoes on a mission to steal my d**k
But Pimp Chad ain't goin for the Georgia, b***h (Georgia, b***h!)
It wasn't nuttin when I saw ya b***h (saw ya b***h!)
She knew that I was on some millionaire s**t
Everythang I say is the truth (is the truth!)
I need five funky hoes for one prostitute
Just 'cause you sell p***y don't make you certified
You ain't in it to win it, I can see it in yo' eyes
Www dot, "Wonder why I'm quickly gettin exposed"
Breakin tricks for they money like a female is supposed ('posed!)
I'm not in Neptune, on some Space Age s**t
All my diamonds got paper, Emmitt keeping me legit ('git!)
When the welfare was over, I be sellin cocaine ('caine!)
I'm out in Las Vegas, takin over bitches' brains (brains!)
Tony Snow don't sniff no blow (sniff no blow!)
Pimp hard on a cracker but I love me a crow (love me a crow!)

[Hook x2: Pimp C]
I gotta big truck on some big rims
I get my d**k sucked, when I pull out the Bent'
These hoes jockin me, they wanna ride with me
They gotta be down hoe! Like Bobby Brown and Whitney

[8 Ball:]
Life is a game of inches
You move up little by little to the fame and riches
Life be a game and a broad of visions
Some ni***z is hoes and all women ain't b*****s
And your reach? Keep the heat near
Games, I don't play, I'm tryna make it clear
You don't hear me n***a? Open up ya ears
If you movin too fast, slow down and switch gears
P. A. Somethin, ya life give ya nothin
The streets ain't pokin, you can get shot bluffin
Cash rule everythang, keep that on ya brain
Get rich quick, let pimpin do the blame
Midnight blue with the peanut butter ducts
Chrome on my feet and bump in the trunk
Ball cap popped up, raised to the back
Kush in my realer, rollin big like Shaq

[Hook x2]

[Mjg:]
I'ma pimp, sellin hoes to a chick on the track
Make my money, bend her or over, slap the d**k on the back
They call me Young (Jayyy!!!) G, I'm the man in charge
If you read this application, you'll change ya job
I gotta order motherfuckin rappers, teachers, preachers, and athletes
All make a personal visit or to the backstreets
I even gotta hoe, play away
With one rule, 'til ya gray, n***a stay away
See I'm the reason why ya letcha girl stay at the house
And beat her up 'cause my name couldn't stay out her mouth
And I don't need to know if she just wanna join the team
Get down and kiss all up on my ring
I keep a Cadillac and I select a few in my car
If you don't own one, then you ain't got s**t in ya garage
I go hard, you motherfuckas ain't breakin a hoe
You just flyin b*****s in, showcasing a hoe

[Hook x2]



Lyrics taken from http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/p/pimp_c/bobby_whitney.html

Correct | Report

Please input the reason why these lyrics are bad:

songmeanings

      Write about your feelings and thoughts

      Know what this song is about? Does it mean anything special hidden between the lines to you? Share your meaning with community, make it interesting and valuable. Make sure you've read our simple tips.
      U
      Unregistered
      Min 50 words
      Not bad
      Good
      Awesome!
      Explain

      Write an explanation

      Your explanation
      Add image by pasting the URLBoldItalicLink
      10 words
      Good
      Cool
      Awesome!
      Explanation guidelines:
      • Describe what artist is trying to say in a certain line, whether it's personal feelings, strong statement or something else.
      • Provide song facts, names, places and other worthy info that may give readers a perfect insight on the song's meaning.
      • Add links, pictures and videos to make your explanation more appealing. Provide quotes to support the facts you mention.
      Before you get started, be sure to check out these explanations created by our users: good, very good, great.
      ×