P.i.m.p

LETRA

P.i.m.p

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P (x2)

Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me cause I'm from New York
I ain't that ni*** trying to holla cause I want some head
I'm that ni*** trying to holla cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid
Look baby this is simple, you can see
You fuc*** with me, you fuc*** with a P-I-M-P

Yo no se que te han dicho de mi
Pero yo no tengo money pa' ti
No tengo Cadi ni un chin de blin blin
Pa' ser un chulo fue que yo naci

C-A-L-D-E-R-O-N Tego Calderon mujer
El perro infiel, no te voy a querer
El macaracachimba, el feo de las pu*** lindas
Lo que no tengo de lindo lo tengo en pinga
No hay viaje, fancy, ni flores ni toa' esa mie***
Yo te adoro mami linda hasta que me venga
Me fui en el viaje de fifty, mucho fronteo
En el bellakeo estoy feo con blinblineo
Yo no tengo na' que darte pero si nos vamos aparte
Chula yo se que tu vas a querer quedarte
Con el jiggiri, el que aplasta tu clitoris
El Abayarde, You know I mean
Hey! From Puerto Rico, Yes indeed
Pa' NYC and the west Indies
P-I-M-P from the Caribbean
Le doy por su parte y despues la chilla siempre vira
No tengo alisado ni dientes de oro, me corro
Pero estoy claro y no me enamoro
Que me parta un rayo si lloro, yo si controlo
En la mia solito, solo
Le doy cuernazos pero nunca la maltrato
You know how we do (We luv u Tego!) Yeah, I luv u too
No me llames, yo te llamo ¿Estamos claros?
Arranca pa'l carajo, see ya' later chequiamo' Jajaja

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P

Yo no se que te han dicho de mi
Pero yo no tengo money pa' ti
No tengo Cadi ni un chin de blin blin
Pa' ser un chulo fue que yo naci

I told u fools before, I stay with the tools
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holla at a hoe till I got a bitch confused
She got on payless, me I got on gator shoes

Hey! Tus pies en la cera, mis zapatos en la gloria
To's lo que tiran ya son historia
Les saque la pata a los guasa guasa
Pa' toa' las gatas satas lo que hay es melaza

Bitch choose with me, I'll have you stripping in the street
Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat
Now Nik my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread
The last ni*** she was with put stiches in her head

Yo no se que te han dicho de mi
Pero yo no tengo money pa' ti
No tengo Cadi ni un chin de blin blin
Pa' ser un chulo fue que yo naci

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