Don't get mad when you see me with my prostitute

I seen a protax 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***h till it came

You say goodbye for thirty minutes cause you gots no game

Who you talkin to like that don't question me ho

You the b***h 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

Don't fight the pimpin'

Don't fight the pimpin'

Don't fight the pimpin'

n***a don't fight the pimpin

Her name was b***h 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***h

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***h do as you're told

Cause I been pimpin prostitutes since 17 years old

Done seen LB thirthu Warren Y AY A-Cap Norlean Clear

Patrick Camp after graduated from state

And got my game from all the freaks gonna wreck my case

It's my prerogative run my game b***h 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)

Don't fight the pimpin'

Don't fight the pimpin'

Don't fight the pimpin'

n***a don't fight the pimpin

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 five years to give you the blues

Now how fine do I gotta get

If I kick it with her would gettin bang n***a 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***h ass till she respects my work

Old tired ass n***a 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 b***h right here

Don't fight the pimpin'

Don't fight the pimpin'

Don't fight the pimpin'

n***a don't fight the pimpin

Don't fight the pimpin'

Don't fight the pimpin'

Don't fight the pimpin'

n***a don't fight the pimpin