Pimpin' Ain't No Illusion
[Pimp C:] (Uh, Uh) One time for yo' muthafuckin'...(whuut) Back, bitch (uh)...Kool Ace (whuut), UGK...(huh) [Chorus (Pimp C):] Pimpin' ain't no illusion, And pimpin' ain't never died. Mo' pimps was on that heroin And yo' pimp tripped out on that fry. The dikes done came through And straight threw off all the game; Got all these hoes thinkin' They could manage they own change. [cool Ace:] But it ain't no illusion, I know...you all have witnessed He rollin' in my Caady mo' Wit' fly bitches, Makin' ole deals: Now, ho (huh, huh) Ain't Bob Barker But I'm caught up in this game Mo' like...Peter Parker. P-I-M-P, take the P's that I am. I want you payin' hoes in my army Like...uh...Uncle Sam, And we gon' jam... I'm talkin' 'bout the world greatest show I know my shit is extreme But I'm all about them does. When I'm steppin' on the scene Be there four deep...hella clan My reality is your favorite dream (Stop that shit, daddy...) Best believe cool Ace gon' keep it real. Pimp see & Bun be to testify for the ear Excuse me, why'all, but this about Southern shit. Now, tell me can you...uh...feel this, bitch? We givin' 'em brain contusions... Pimp see, what's the conclusion? [Pimp C:] Pimpin' ain't no illusion... [Chorus: (x2)] [Pimp C:] Pimpin' ain't dead...nigga, it just began (How the f*ck you know Sweet Jones?) My hoes still out there sellin' ass. Yo' bitch is out of pocket, 'Cause yo' pimpin' was scary; Real hoes gon' front on a simp But she gon' do it for daddy. F*ck niggas watch them mack and pimp on my floozie; But, boy, my bitches know the difference Between real pimpin' and movies It's the difference between real leather And that shit at yo' house. I don't know what why'all doin' up there, But we really pimpin' in the South. Every since I was 17, I been stackin' my green: Went for servin' rocks to fiends, And rockin' club full a teens. Went from bumpin' Screw in Houston, Sippin' promythazine, To ridin' in a 8 600 with sheath, To smokin' on sticky green. I'm still Pimp see, bitch I'm claimin' P.A., they hate us; But, me and cool Ace rollin' a Lexus Sittin' on all gold Daytons. Bitch, take a look around Those hoes steady choosin'. This is the conclusion: pimpin' ain't no illusion. [Chorus: (x2)] [Bun B:] If you got any love fo' that broad you wit' Nigga, move her 'fore you lose her, 'Cause a beggar ain't a muthafuckin' chooser. Third leg is a bitch abuser, infamous In cities where big pimpin' is my hoes clean. No AIDS, herpies, cyphillis Come catch a wif a this... Damn, can't you taste it? Now yo' money's up in smoke Like you freebased it. Now bitch replaced it Wit' a sexual favor But don't get mad at real pimpin', nigga Check yo' behavior...and savor The aroma from Promona to Tacoma; Got my pimpin' diploma for bein' a Cadillac chromer. F*ck a Sonoma... I'm on a mission for Benzes Knowin' 'xactly where my ends is, ballin' relentless. And then my friends is Slappin' niggas with glass chins It's funny...sendin' tricks home Broke and defenseless; and, ever since this Boy been pimpin' the pen, I promise never to ever leave home Without my pimpin' again...that's why... [Chorus: (x2)] [Too $hort:] You know, I got to tell you players what I'm talkin' about: My bitch got bold opened a bank account. When I found the bitch checkbook, I didn't get mad 'Cause there was no doubt that I be gettin' the cash. I broke it down to her, She gave me the dough; Do you remember what you was Before I made you a ho? You was a broke bitch, You couldn't even smoke shit, Couldn't stay fo-cused, And, don't forget it, bitch... Yo' whole life changed the day you met me. Now you think you need a bank account, Baby, I can't see You managin' this money...it's too much. All you do is look good... And then you f*ck. Git my money, git yo' money It's all the same. The shit ain't even funny when you talk about this game. They call me Too $hort, baby I'm still in it. Ain't no camouflage, nuttin' but this real pimpin'...beeyatch. [Chorus: (x3)] ...pimpin' ain't no illusion
Written by: Todd Anthony Shaw, Bernard James Freeman, Chad L. Butler, Brian Keith Fleming
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