Don't Fight The Pimpin'

Don't Fight The Pimpin' Lyrics

Don't Fight The Pimpin' Song Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Don't get mad when you see me with my prostitute
I seen ????? tax his ho on you square ass 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 ass if I see you again
You on a bus stop pushin that b**ch 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 b**ch in kindergarten
That got her mouth washed out with soap
Ho I'm a pimp I'm from Pomona I got game I got class
I got sucker-repellent on me homie I'll beat yo ass
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 b**ch, 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 b**ch
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 b**ch, 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 b**ch 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 ass say what I can and I can't
f**k that! Man this Laneway, straight from the dirt
And I'll beat a b**ch ass till she respects my work
Old tired ass nigga don't see she wanna be snatched
And wonder why them b**ches 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 b**ch right here

[Chorus]