P.I.M.P. Songtext
von 50 Cent

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

I don't know what you heard about me
But a b- can′t get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can′t see
That I'm a mo- P-I-M-P (now, shawty)

Now, shawty, she in the club, she dancin′ for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her, 'cause they want her
I spit a little G, man, and my game got her
A hour later have that - up in the Ramada
Them trick - in her ear sayin′ they think about her
I got the - by the bar tryin' 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 n- tryna holla ′cause I want some -
I′m that n- tryna holla 'cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
Hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid
Look, baby, this is simple, you can′t see
You f- with me, you f- with a P-I-M-P

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

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

I'm ′bout my money, you see, girl, you can holla at me
If you f- with me, I'm a P-I-M-P
Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair, I′m a P-I-M-P
Come get money with me, if you curious to see
How it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch some TV
From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P


Girl, we could pop some Champagne, and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, girl, we could have it all
We could really splurge, girl, and tear up the mall
If ever you needed someone, I′m the one you should call
I'll be there to pick you up if ever you should fall
If you got problems, I can solve 'em, they big or they small
That other - you be with ain′t ′bout -
I'm your friend, your father, and confidant

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

I don′t know what you heard about me
But a b- can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I′m a mo- P-I-M-P (now, shawty)

I told you fools before, I stay with the tools
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holla at a - ′til I got a bitch confused
She got on Payless, me I got on gator shoes
I'm shoppin′ for chinchillas, in the summer, they cheaper
Man, this ho, you can have her, when I'm done I ain′t gon' keep her
Man, this - come and go, every - pimpin′ know
This ain't a secret, you ain't gotta keep it on the low

Choose on me, I′ll have you strippin′ in the street
Put my other - down, you get your - beat
Now Niki my bottom -, she always come up with my bread
The last - she was with put stitches in her head
Get your - out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a -
′Cause I need four TVs and AMGs for the six
Make a pimp rich, I ain't payin′ -
Catch a date -

I don't know what you heard about me (yeah)
But a b- can′t get a dollar out of me (whoo!)
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see (uh-huh)
That I'm a mo- P-I-M-P

I don′t know what you heard about me (uh-huh)
But a b- can′t get a dollar out of me (yeah)
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I′m a mo- P-I-M-P

Yeah, in Hollywood they say, "There's no business like show business"
In the hood they say, "There′s no business like - business," you know?
They say I talk a little fast, but if you listen a lil' faster
I ain′t got to slow down for you to catch up
Ha-ha-ha, yeah