You know I
thug em fuck em
love em leave em
Cause I don't fuckin need em
Take em out the hood
keep em lookin good
But I don't fuckin feed em
First time they fuss
I'm breezin
Talkin bout
What's the reasons
I'm a pimp in every sense
of the word bitch
Better trust than believe em
In the cut where I keep em
til I need a nut
til I need to beat the guts
Then it's beep beep
and I'm pickin em up
Let em play with the dick
in the truck
Many chicks wanna put Jigga
fist in cuffs
Divorce him
and split his bucks
Just because
you got good head
I'ma break bread
so you can be livin it up
Shit I
parts with nothin
y'all be frontin
Me give my heart to a woman
Not for nothin never happen
I'll be forever mackin
Heart cold as assassins
I got no passion
I got no patience
And I hate waitin
Hoe get yo ass in
And let's RI I I I I
check em out now
RI I I I I IDE yeah
And let's RI I I I I
check em out now
RI I I I I IDE yeah
We doin big pimpin
we spendin G's
Check em out now
Big pimpin on B L A D's
We doin
big pimpin up in N Y C
It's just that Jigga Man
Pimp C and B U N B
Yo yo yo big pimpin
spendin G's
We doin big pimpin
on B L A D's
We doin big pimpin up
in N Y C
It's just that Jigga Man
Pimp C and B U N B
Nigga it's the
big Southern rap impresario
Comin straight up
out the black bar rio
Makes a mill up off
a sorry hoe
Then sit back and peep
my sce nawr e oh
Oops, my bad
that's my scenario
No I can't fuck a scary hoe
Now every time every place
everywhere we go
Hoes start pointin
they say There he go
Now these motherfuckers know
we carry mo heat
than a little bit
We don't pull it out
over little shit
And if you catch a lick
when I spit then
it won't be a little hit
Go read a book you illiterate
son of a bitch and step up
yo vocab
Don't be surprised
if yo hoe stab out with me
and you see us comin down
on yo slab
Livin ghetto fabulous
so mad you just can't take it
But nigga if you hatin I
then you wait while I get yo
bitch butt naked just break it
You gotta pay like you weigh
wet wit two pairs
of clothes on
Now get yo ass to the back
as I'm flyin to the track
Timbaland let me spit
my pro's on
Pump it up in the pro zone
That's the track that
we breakin these hoes on
Ain't the track
that we flow's on
But when shit get hot
then the glock start
poppin like ozone
We keep hoes crunk
like Trigger man
Fo real it don't get
no bigger man
Don't trip let's flip
gettin throwed on the flip
Gettin blowed with
the motherfuckin Jigga Man
fool
We be big pimpin
spendin G's
We be big pimpin
on B L A D's
We be big pimpin down
in P A T
It's just that Jigga Man
Pimp C and B U N B
Cause we be big pimpin
spendin G's
And we be big pimpin
on B L A D's
Cause we be big pimpin
in P A T
It's just that Jigga Man
Pimp C and B U N B nigga
Uhh smokin out throwin up
keepin lean up in my cup
All my car got leather
and wood in my hood
we call it buck
Everybody wanna ball
holla at broads at the mall
If he up watch him fall
nigga I can't fuck witch'all
If I wasn't rappin baby
I would still be ridin Mercedes
Chromin shinin sippin daily
no rest until whitey pay me
Uhhh now what y'all know
bout them Texas boys
Comin down in candied toys
smokin weed and talkin noise
We be big pimpin
spendin G's
We be big pimpin
on B L A D's
We be big pimpin down
in P A T
It's just that Jigga Man
Pimp C and B U N B
Cause we be big pimpin
spendin G's
And we be big pimpin
on B L A D's
Cause we be big pimpin
in P A T
It's just that Jigga Man
Pimp C and B U N B nigga