That's What Tha Pimpin's There For Lyrics - Super Saucy - Baby Bash

Ladies and gentlemen, this is your friendly 

Pimp representative, Kat Williams, A.K.A. Money Motherfuckin' Mike 

Please do not get the game crossed up 

In order for you not to get tossed up 

Whether or not you are flossed up 

It is necessary in every pimp's life 

To get bossed 

Hey, Suga Free 

Why Roxy jockin' 

Probably cause she don't want you to know she got 

Caught watching a parrot fuck a carrot off some of that oxy 

She said one time at band camp, she was a rat 

And go girl scout cookies lined flat on her back 

One day, I was in the middle of some suck-n-duckin' 

Got tired of throwin' my head up at this trick 

Bossed up like it was nothin' 

I met her off the Blue Sky, I truly never knew why 

But yet, the pimpin' in that whore, she loves it, cause I'm too fly 

'Cause I'm the only kind of man that she'll ever understood 

Because that's what the pimpin's there for 

She sweared a deal with a mack that keep her flat on her back 

Because it's that's what the pimpin's there for 

Can you believe this? 

First thing, flat on her mouth, talkin' about 

I would've told, "Bitch, you wouldn't told a nigga shit!" 

You know you love her up 

Actin' like it's hard G-14 classified 

Man, all that bullshit should cover up 

Holy Nickelodeon... 

You wouldn't believe that this bitch used to be a fuckin' historian... 

But that's what they get for love and shit 

Sincerly yours, Suga Free 

And thank you for nothin' 

'Cause I'm the only kind of man that she'll ever understood 

Because that's what the pimpin's there for 

She sweared a deal with a mack that keep her flat on her back 

Because it's that's what the pimpin's there for 

'Cause I'm the only kind of man that she'll ever understood 

Because that's what the pimpin's there for 

She sweared a deal with a mack that keep her flat on her back 

Because it's that's what the pimpin's there for 

Sippin' on that good bombay 

Rating these rat chicken traps all day 

Spittin' real butter, stay away from parkay 

Ask me what I do, man, I pimp and parle 

What's really, though 

I wouldn't care if she smoke dope, shot rope 

Or chased a billy goat (Billy goat?) 

But you don't hear me, though 

Pain and rent, you need to pray and repent 

She might be ya girlfriend, yeah, but she my tramp 

And I ain't payin' respect, I'm just takin' a checks 

And beat the shit, out of buff niggas, fakin' a flex 

We keep it A.O.B. 

All on, baby 

Y'all pay for puss, mayne, y'all so crazy 

You trick harder than the NBA 

And got mad when your weeds got send my way 

Cause you in love with yourself, and she in love with your wealth 

And wonderin', why she still fuckin' everyone else 

Cause she ain't got no manners, or self esteem 

If I wish the right records, I could sell her a dream 

And y'all still poppin' collars, I'm a dust my kicks 

Why y'all still go to clubs and handcuff your chicks 

'Cause I'm the only kind of man that she'll ever understood 

Because that's what the pimpin's there for 

She sweared a deal with a mack that keep her flat on her back 

Because it's that's what the pimpin's there for 

'Cause I'm the only kind of man that she'll ever understood 

Because that's what the pimpin's there for 

She sweared a deal with a mack that keep her flat on her back 

Because it's that's what the pimpin's there for 

[Suga Free] I better boss up 

[Chingo Bling] Vieja 

Go bring me some Church N' Chickens 

Jalepeno on the side 

[Suga Free] I better boss up 

[Chingo Bling] You look 

You don't know me 

Until you blow me 

Suck it! 

[Suga Free] I better boss up 

[Chingo Bling] Don't be a guy that puts crema and cacahuates in his bolas 

For his dog to lick 

[Suga Free] I better boss up 

[Chingo Bling] Hey, Bash 

Call Fred Wreck 

Tell 'em 'bout the time he put that chick in the scissors, wey 

I once put a chick in a guillotine choke 

Made her steal some new shoes and get me some dough 

And this ain't no studio shit 

How you think them ugly cats get a beautiful bitch 

And I just call 'em how I see 'em 

From A.M. to the P.M. 

It's Young Baby Bash from a hustle Mus-l-I-m 

I spit caps 

I spit caps 

And send a hoe, to the track, in Iraq 

'Cause I'm the only kind of man that she'll ever understood 

Because that's what the pimpin's there for 

She sweared a deal with a mack that keep her flat on her back 

Because it's that's what the pimpin's there for 

'Cause I'm the only kind of man that she'll ever understood 

Because that's what the pimpin's there for 

She sweared a deal with a mack that keep her flat on her back 

Because it's that's what the pimpin's there for 

'Cause I'm the only kind of man that she'll ever understood 

Because that's what the pimpin's there for 

She sweared a deal with a mack that keep her flat on her back 

Because it's that's what the pimpin's there for 

'Cause I'm the only kind of man that she'll ever understood 

Because that's what the pimpin's there for 

She sweared a deal with a mack that keep her flat on her back 

Because it's that's what the pimpin's there for