Something 'bout Pimpin' Lyrics - Singles - Jt Money

That's right, we're Pimpin' On Wax, biatch 

Short dog in the house, chillin' with my nigga JT Money 

What's up man? What's up dawg 

All these hoes know it's goin' on 

And recognize, tell 'em what's on your mind, man 

I got a problem with this punk ass bitch I know 

Ol' no good skanlezz switch out ho 

An untrustworthy bitch like Delilah 

Only thing she good for is puttin' dick inside her 

Motherfuckin' face, bitch got some good neck 

But the little trick need to learn some respect 

She made me beat her ass, take a nigga out this game 

See I don't beat my hoes 'cause all my hoes is payin' 

But this one act like she don't understand 

You is the bitch, me, I'm the man 

Remember dat shit, then learn to submit 

And that's when you stop gettin' your funky ass kicked 

Little hard headed trick, see a nigga know about ya 

And I know a dollar bill'll bring tha ho outcha 

Then you got the nerve to claim you better than the rest of my hoes 

When you ain't even in the rankin' of the best of my hoes 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

That makes me love this game 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

These hoes be off the chain 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

I just don't wanna stop 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

'Cause this player's gotta keep a fat, knock the show 

I'm like JD walker 

Pimp hat to tha right smooth talker 

Bitches workin' all night like a stalker 

Gettin' every last nickel, dime and quarter 

Pimpin' ain't hardly nuthin' new to me 

Used to be a little kid watchin' movies 

I knew what I wanted in life, about nine or ten hoes 

I ain't want no wife 

I used to walk real cool like my leg was broke 

And I still do, now I get paid from hoes, bitch 

If I say so, you better get up, get down and go get my dough 

'Cuz this east side, nigga don't care 

Since I was nine years old, I would've been a player 

And now I got a lot 'o women it's never endin' 

It's just somethin' 'bout this pimpin' 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

That makes me love this game 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

These hoes be off the chain 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

I just don't wanna stop 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

'Cause this player's gotta keep a fat, knock the show 

Now one time for you H O 

You wanna try a real player 'bout his pesos 

Hey hoes, I know you in this game tryin' to come up, pick a come up 

Got these niggas got they nut up for some cut ups 

So wut up? All I wanna do is get this money witcha 

I'm dead serious, I ain't tryin' to be funny witcha 

I teach tha game but it ain't for free 

When I see you with some change you just bring it to me 

So we can come up in this game and you can get hurt ho 

When you in public just remember who you work for 

Because all the tight birds and cats gonna come try to holla 

So called ballers, flashin' eight dollars 

Hatin' J baby, you just play it crazy 

Let him spend his loot on them boobs so you can pay me 

All I want is the bread, he want the pussy and head 

Don't be misled, just remember everything I said, biatch 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

That makes me love this game 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

These hoes be off the chain 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

I just don't wanna stop 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

'Cause this player's gotta keep a fat, knock the show 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

That makes me love this game 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

These hoes be off the chain 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

I just don't wanna stop 

Somethin' about pimpin' 

'Cause this player's gotta keep a fat, knock the show 

Motherfuckin' Money dog, gotta work these hoes dawg 

Pimpin' On Wax, Pimpin' On Wax, baby 

Hoes don't know the game 

It's goin' down like that, oh, so don't stop 

Oh, yeah