Key: C minor
Verse 1
Am
Check it out, 1996
Bitches still sucking on dicks
F
Am
Hoes just, tripping man
Dm
F
Choosing they men by what kinda
Am
cars they drive
Verse 2
What kinda keys you holding
Am
Now bitches stare a nigga down
Dm
when he step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me,
C
they wanna fuck my car
Am
Dm
But bitch who the fuck you think you are,
by far
E
They ain't tripping on me,
Dm
they wanna fuck my car
Am
Look a nigga up and down like he
Dm
a superstar
Am
Dm
But they ain't tripping on me,
C
they wanna fuck my car
Am
C
Dm
But bitch who the fuck you think you are,
by far
E
They ain't tripping on me,
Dm
they wanna fuck my car
Am
Ay C keep yo' eyes open for the
Verse 3
Dm
boppers, car hoppers
Daisy Dukes out on the block,
Am
showing cock, traffic stoppers
Dm
Looking good spending some nigga G's
Am
E
Dm
Nails by Vietnamese, hair by Mean Gene,
Am
looking like they worth G's
Dress above they knees,
jellies and G- strings up the ass
Man I never let 'em pass
So tell me where can I find 'em
With they nigga or in that candy
Cadillac right behind him
Verse 4
Dm
Bitches telling me see yo' dick grand
All she wanna do is ride Su- bur- ban
Am
C
Put her ass on the leather,
Dm
and rub the wood
Am
E
See we got boppers in Texas
Dm
oh man that pussy look good
Am
So I let them hoes ride and
Dm
I show them a grip
But she blinded by the candy
Am
she can't see I'm a pimp
When she told me I looked
C
Dm
good I didn't feel no pride
Am
Dm
All the bitch wanted to do
is just fuck my ride
Am
Now bitches stare a nigga down when he
Verse 5
Dm
step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me,
they wanna fuck my car
Am
But bitch who the fuck you
C
Dm
think you are, by far
E
They ain't tripping on me,
Dm
they wanna fuck my car
Am
Look a nigga up and down like he
Dm
a superstar
But they ain't tripping on me,
they wanna fuck my car
Am
C
Dm
But bitch who the fuck you think you are,
by far
E
They ain't tripping on me,
Dm
they wanna fuck my car
Am
Oh yeah these hoes think they cute in
Verse 6
Dm
skin- tight catsuits
Assuming that they body's too
Am
booming to dispute
Dm
But pussy is the root of all drama
Am
An attribute put up in they
E
Dm
head by they momma
Am
Oh yeah I'mma tell it like it is,
Dm
I sees how it goes down
Niggas talking 'bout,
C
Am
how they passing these hoes 'round
Dm
But y'all tricking, them hoes told me
Am
Fools y'all ain't Goldy,
E
Dm
Am
riding in a goodie but an oldie
Dm
Fifty dollars there, a hundred
dollars here
You brought the bitch a drink
C
Am
and all her home girls a beer
Your homeboys looking for
Dm
ya, but yo' ass gone
Am
E
You left your niggas at the club
Dm
and took all them hoes home
Am
And didn't even fuck,
Dm
man what the fuck?
If you didn't want to fuck,
Am
then get the fuck up out the truck
You know what I mean? I ain't
Dm
showing out hoes
Am
Just so these hoes can be seen,
Dm
c' mon you wanna fuck or cut?
Am
Now bitches stare a nigga down when he
Verse 7
Dm
step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me,
C
they wanna fuck my car
Am
C
Dm
But bitch who the fuck you think you are,
by far
E
They ain't tripping on me,
Dm
they wanna fuck my car
Am
When you look at my chrome and
Verse 8
Am
you lick your lips
It's just like I'm rubbing my dick
between your hips
And when you smile and shake your ass,
my grill smile right back
Bitch I'm the real,
that's why I ride Cadillac
And I'mma fuck you and fuck
all yo' friends
Soon as Pimp C come
through in that 600 Benz
With burgundy paint,
butter and AMG rims
Color TV, VCR playing X- rated films
Dm
Of myself, running up in beauty queens
Am
But let me tell y'all niggas the difference
between y'all and me
Dm
You see, man I can tell all
Am
that bitch wanted to do
E
Dm
Is just ride for free and smoke for free
Am
But bitch not me,
Dm
you better ask them hoes if my name Pimp C
Am
Unless your pussy making ten
Dm
thousand dollars a week
Am
Dm
The only way I see you sitting in my passenger seat,
Am
you bitch
Verse 9
Dm
Now bitches stare a nigga down when he
step to the bar
They ain't tripping on me,
C
they wanna fuck my car
Am
But bitch who the fuck
Dm
you think you are, by far
E
They ain't tripping on me,
D
they wanna fuck my car
Dm
Am
Look a nigga up and down like he
Dm
a superstar
But they ain't tripping on me,
C
they wanna fuck my car
Am
C
Dm
But bitch who the fuck you think you are,
by far
E
They ain't tripping on me,
D
they wanna fuck my car
Dm
Am
Now bitches stare a nigga down when he step
Verse 10
Dm
to the bar
They ain't tripping on me,
C
they wanna fuck my car
Am
Dm
But bitch who the fuck you think you are,
by far
Am
E
They ain't tripping on me,
D
they wanna fuck my car
Am
Look a nigga up and down like he
Dm
a superstar
D
But they ain't tripping on me,
C
they wanna fuck my car
Am
C
Dm
But bitch who the fuck you think you are,
by far
They ain't tripping on me,
they wanna fuck my car
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