Don't Fight The Pimpin

[Verse 1] Don't get mad when you see me with my prostitute I seen ????? tax his ho on you square a*s dudes I can't believe the power I possess that make 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 a*s 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 ho 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 cla*s I got s*cker-repellent on me homie I'll beat yo a*s 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 grindin With my prostitutes standin right out front Then tellin me you had two of them punk [Chorus] 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 f**ked for free But now when Suga met her not after f**kin 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, come on Lips, hips, fingertips on the stroll, come on Respect the game bitch, do as you're told Cause I been pimpin prostitutes since 17 years old Done seen LB, ?????, Warren Y, AY, A-Cap, Norlean Clear Patrick Camp, ?????????? 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, strip the ho Now I got ho on the cock (cock) [Chorus] [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 hos faint But I'ma listen to yo a*s say what I can and I can't f**k that! Man this Laneway, straight from the dirt And I'll beat a bitch a*s till she respects my work Old tired a*s 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 [Chorus]