Pimpin & Robbin

Lyrics

[Intro] Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (Yeah) [Chorus: 211] Pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (Bitch) Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (Bitch) Pim-pim-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (Bitch) Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (Bitch) Pimpin' and robb-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (Bitch) Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (Bitch) Pim-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (Bitch) Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (Bitch) [Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp, 211 & DJ Paul] Pimp them sluts, break them hoes, ridin' clean, smoke your dope Dipped in gold on them Vogues; evidence that I'm chargin' hoes Bonin', conin', players only catch this game that I spit Player hatin' niggas we smoke, my pretty boy smile don't joke We scope, my .44 under the crush, don't you bite the dust, fuckin' with us (Niggas with grenades, we blow your block up, bitch) But I don't get into that gangster shit, I relax like a pimpin' mack Hizzo trizzack jumpin' (Income means ends come in) The skinny nigga in the house, breakin' bitches down When I drown, left her by the field, smokin' on a mack spliff Chokin', coughin', locin', talkin' crazy to my bitch I'm walkin' with a limp, with my cane Spittin' that game, makin' stangs, gimisum Mane, I'm fucked up, player Then why you ridin' clean? Frontin' niggas kills me, fakin' like they heavy If you ain't makin' stangs, sell me all your jewelry I'm outtie, my shortie is clean with them hammer thangs My nigga Ricky, dipped in gold, sho' nuff, rollin' mean, we— [Chorus: 211] Pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (Bitch) Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (Bitch) Pimpin' and robb-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (Bitch) Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (Bitch) Pim-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (Bitch) Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (Bitch) Pim-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (Bitch) Ain't no money, ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (Bitch) Pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks [Verse 2: 211 & DJ Paul] Give me somethin', bitch, Im talkin' 'bout dollar signs Look here, ho, I don't wanna fuck, here's a buck, with a buck, buck, buck I'm shootin' them game, to light that ass up Let's play a game, called pimpin' and robbin' Mobbin', pimpin' ain't never stoppin' Leanin' to the curb, slam goes my car door Nothin' behind my head, but a bumpin' system And a few of my hoes, drop me off some cheese Hit 'em with somethin' to keep 'em pretty Groupie, droopie, drawed ass bitches, don't act saditty Find you a trick and break him down, and trick another little treat If my ends don't meet, bitch, you get your ass beat Swisher Sweets, spliff, get a whiff of that Indo blast Rims gleamin' on the pavement, catchin' eyes as I pass Downin' some Hennessy, a friend of me is some money, though Pimp-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks Romance with no finance is a nuisance, fuck that honey, though Pimpin' and robbin' and— Droppin' bombs, packin' tones from players to killers and macks Skull peelers, rollin', ho pullin' (Motherfucker) Can you buy that? [Chorus: 211] Robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (Bitch) Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (Bitch) Pimpin' and robb-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (Bitch) Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (Bitch) Pimpin' and robbin' and-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (Bitch)