Somebody Gotta Do It (pimpin' Ain't Easy!!!)

My life style's crazy, I'm luxury lazy So much gold that jewelry don't phase me Cordless phone, eight or nine homes Girlies on my Jammie with Ice-T Jones Bank account boomin', fast lane zoomin' Known around the world for my high post groomin' Mac like a preacher, love like a teacher Got a girl who lives in Paris, when I want her I beep her Too many clothes, gotta rag top rolls 1000 Watt system and my speakers are Bose I kick it like a champ, I thought you knew it But pimpin' ain't easy but somebody gotta do it My thumbs are tired just from countin' cash No more room in my diamond stash Filin' my nails is such a tirin' task Gold knobs on my benzo dash Five freaks just to comb my hair Monograms on my underwear Bodyguards around, so please, don't dare You're takin' a chance if you just stop and stare Livin' my life is just so hard to do Makin' deals a million one or two Buyin' new cars for my entire crew Matching Ferrari's, E's black, mine's blue Can't swim a lap in my pool 'cause it's just too long Could never go broke because my banks too strong No matter what I do, I simply can't go wrong and I'll make money I don't need this damn song but somebody's gotta do it Now when I walk in a joint, punks always look at me hard Because I wear enough gold to tie a dog in a yard Cold maxin' in my mansion so big it's silly Got a butler named Humphrey and a maid named Milly "Mink sheets on my bed", that's what I said Gourmet chefs in my kitchen so that I can get fed So tired of sailin' on my boat, I might just helicopter To my jet and catch a midnight flight So many girls in my book, it weighs a tonne Gotta leave this damn country just to have some fun Private suite at the track to watch the ponies run And there ain't nothin' in the word that me an E ain't done But somebody's gotta do it