[Intro: Bishop Don Magic Juan] Yeah.. no introduction is really needed But it's, the Bishop Don Magic Juan Chairman of the Board, of famous playas everywhere! PLAYAS, PLAYAS, PLAYAS! Representin, green is for the money Gold is for the honey, ain't it man?
[Interlude]
Pimp pimp onnnn, pimp-pimp onnnn Pimp onnnn, pimp pimp on! Then get your pimp on
[Verse One: Twista] Peep how the Twist' puttin down the luchie while smokin a lot of dro Whatchu know 'bout checkin yo' paper for a down-ass bottom hoe Or snatchin yo' new fur model mink with the hood off the hanger 24-karat rings standin a half a foot off the finger Custom seats are amazin tellin nobody could touch that bitch Shoes my Maurie, piss by the month, he cut shock shit Anything from my hoes when I ask, I get it In the Cadillac I kick it, since y'all I wanted to be like macks and Bishop Type wanna get up in the club, drinkin Cris'sy from a gold cup Flossin my club, peepin persons yellin out "Chuuuch!" Finna attract to trick politicians I'ma maintain pimpin You can't change pimpin, from the Stone Age to the "Space Age" pimpin From Southern mackin in Memphis to the playa mo' when you shoot to Chi In the black diamond with fuchsia dye pullin out hoes like Supafly All I gotta do is spit fo' lines Now she got me chameleon gators with colors that flip fo' times Now get yo'.
[Chorus] Pimp pimp onnnn (pimp on) Pimp-pimp onnnn (pimp on) Pimp onnnn (pimp on) pimp pimp on! Then get your pimp on Pimp pimp onnnn (and if you want it the 'Llac with three hoes in the back) Pimp-pimp onnnn (feelin like a mack while you checkin yo' scratch) Pimp onnnn (then you gettin yo' pimp on) pimp pimp on! Then get your pimp on
[Verse Two: 8 Ball] Uhh.. yeah.. yeah, yeah It's the fat, mack - EightBall to most of y'all You a hoe need a pimp, I'm the one you supposed to call Shit talker, somebody's daughter she my street walker She call me daddy, she a hoe so that's what I call her Or big toed, hard-head ass hoe The rougher I treat her she love a nigga even mo' Brush my hair, manicure and do my toes Knock bitches from them niggaz who act like hoes I'm mink draggin out my 2-2 Paddywagon Sittin on 2-3's, diamonds on 24 karats Ball not a bitch ass, and I don't make deals Peel a meal from a pussy, know how that feels? High heels and furs, Lexus his and hers Hpnotic, ex' and sex mixed with the words Pull up, and let the window down, here she come the American way, I was taught how to.
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[Verse Three: Too $hort] Playa getcha pimpin on Gotta getcha game together man, all your women gone To start all over, ain't nothin to a mack Just put 'em to work, and watch yo' money stack That's fo'sho' doe, everyday a G a mo' Asked your little sister, "Girl, why you wanna be a hoe?" She got turned out, like Red Riding Hood goin to Grandma's house, now she lookin real good while the Big Bad Wolf tryna eat her out Pay up, the cash is what we be about Squares, we don't care if you don't understand Players break out the game power, you don't wanna go there Say it in your prayers you wanna be like me You down on your knees but it's not likely to ever happen, so I just keep rappin This real mackin, this ain't actin
[Chorus]
[Outro: Bishop Don Magic Juan] Yeah, Bishop Don Magic Juan Ain't no shame, in my game Good game, is happenin everyhere [Interlude plays in background] Playas in Los Angeles, Detroit, Miami New York, Chi-Town, WORLD-WIDE! CHUUUCH IS HERE!
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