Don’t Fight Da Pimpin’

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Don't get mad when you see me with my prostitute I see in time it takes a toll on you square ass dudes I can't believe the power I possess that makes you so mad If it ain't the pimp music, it's the game I have You know how stupid you look at me when you hatin, my friend? I'll prolly have to blast yo ass if I see you again You on a bus stop pushin that bitch till it came You say goodbye for 30 minutes cause you gots no game Who you talkin to like that, don't question me hoe You the bitch in kindergarten That got her mouth washed out with soap Ho I'm a pimp I'm from Pomona I got game I got class I got sucker-repellent on me homie I'll beat yo ass I hear you pimpin now, huh? Well ain't that nice Ain't never sent a prostitute nowhere a day in your life And tell your homies I was at a music grinding With my prostitutes standing right out front Then tellin me where you had yours punk [Hook] Don't, fight the pimpin' Don't, fight the pimpin' Don't, fight the pimpin' Nigga don't, fight the pimpin [Verse 2] Her name was bitch Cause she fucked for free But not when Suga met her man Not after fuckin with me Oh no, cause either you gon be a run-down-the-hill-and-get-some bitch Or walk-down-the-hill-and-get-em-all hustler So come on With ya bad self in high heels on Some on Lips, hips, fingertips on the stroll Come on Respect the game bitch You do as you're told Cause I been pimpin prostitutes since 17 years old Done seen LP, Central cell, Warren Y, AY, A-Cap, Miller, Cleopatra, Camp Rocky, alpha ball cap graduated from state And got my game from all the freaks gonna wreck my case It's my prerogative Run my game bitch and it's gonna come back Pimp pimp pimp pimp pimp pimp P-I-M-P positive Look for the holder knock (knock) Give her the sugar lock (lock) Get at the ho, spit at the ho Now I got ho on the cock (cock) [Hook] Don't, fight the pimpin' Don't, fight the pimpin' Don't, fight the pimpin' Nigga don't, fight the pimpin [Verse 3] Now how fine do I gotta get? To have a prostitute servin me the way she do Now how fine do I gotta get? If I wanna wait 5 years to give you the blues Now how fine do I gotta get? If I kick it with her would gettin bang nigga what's my name Now how fine do I gotta get? If I jack off with a sock in the sunshine homie And you see that yellow spot I'm a full-fledged pimp I made two hoes faint But I'mma listen to yo ass say what I can and I can't? Fuck that! Man this Laneway, straight from the dirt And I'll beat a bitch ass till she respects my work Old tired ass nigga don't see she wanna be snatched And wonder why them bitches leavin with no dap and no snacks And rather sit here with no cigarettes and no beer Complainin about how you can't pay yo bills And the bitch right here [Hook]