Tom: Ab major
Verse 1
G
Am
G
Am
G
Yo, what's up, bitch?
Am
C
D
Am
Oh, it's like that?
Nah, I don't know you,
C
D
Am
but I know you know me, yeah
I know these niggas
be running around here
talking that pimp shit to you
D
Am
Don't know what the
Am
But I'm about this real pimping,
D
Am
Oh, who am I?
Gm
Am
They call me Short Dawg
and the pimps and me
Kick the game with my niggas
from Tennessee
Cause they be getting that cash
kinda shit I can't relate to
Jump into my car, bitch,
Am
To places you've never been,
C
see things you've never seen
Am
G
And if I choose you, ho, you better be
Am
G
A money -making motherfucker,
Cause I don't know nothing else,
G
Am
I get straight to the point
I hate the flirt, I take a trap and a skirt
Am
and do the same damn thing
Am
You know this pimp game,
it's makin' players rich
G
Am
And all you funny -style niggas
say you playin' hoes
When on the under,
all you do is pay these hoes
G
Am
G
I was born to mack from the day I rose
C
Am
Gettin' money, bitch,
Am
A pimp ain't a pimp till he
Am
C
Cock, block, and lock,
Am
that's how the rules go
G
A pimp ain't a pimp till he
D
Am
Cock, block, and lock,
that's how the rules go
A pimp ain't a pimp till
Am
Cock, block, and lock,
that's how the rules go
A pimp ain't a pimp till he's full of pimps
C
D
Am
All cock, block and lock,
Am
C
Am
C
I be that creeper, damn I like to creep up low
Am
I steady be hangin' in the places
that your bitches go
G
Am
So if you ever start slippin' and get caught,
G
that be fuckin' all your bitches
Am
Deep down where they like dick better
Am
it's unguaranteed to make
that pussy wetter
So when your girl is with me,
C
damn, you should worry see
D
Cause I be that P to that
Am
G
Am
I to the MP, damn
Yo bitches chose me,
D
so when I'm coming around the block
Am
G
you better grab that hoe closely
Am
Cause I must stick her faster
than Jack the Ripper,
and pass her to my crew,
and let my niggas dick her
Cause she's down with
Am
that's why I'm still the pimp
G
Am
and your bitch is my hoe
C
So it must be that dog in me,
Am
how I'm living just the way my
papa used to be
G
Am
You see that shit's in my blood,
that's why the hoe's in me,
I try to be good but my dick
keeps controlling me
G
Am
So now y 'all understand
why your bitch is at my home
It must be that pimp in my
motherfuckin' bone
Y 'all niggas know the rules to the game
First you gotta control the
Am
Once you got the bitch's mind,
Am
See all y young players out there
D
C
But real pimps get they dick sucked
of black on black
from them niggas
P &G I'm out
You see I never been the
wine and dine kind of nigga
I usually get the draws
G
with the words that I deliver
makes the freak in me unfold
I like to stick my fingers
up the pussy and asshole
At the same time,
cause my frame of mind
be on that section
Dig her down real good,
G
and she'll run and tell the next bitch
C
here comes her little buddy
Am
Knockin' at my door talkin'
bout she wants to fuck me
See in this game,
C
you gotta maintain like Antonio
Am
And realize that the line
between a pimp and a Romeo
So here I go, rollin' in my 850
Lookin' for tiffy,
so I can run up in her kidneys
These niggas get shifty,
C
when they see the diamond band
G
which gives me the upper hand
Am
And it's flip shit, so nigga,
you really better think quick
Before I leave with your girl,
and you'll be left with a limp dick
G
And I'll be all up in her home,
C
Am
you'll be trying to phone
But she's caught up
I told her she could be my bride on the side
My change -up pays ho, for sure
You get in more than you ever
bargained for
No question, we can travel,
let our history unravel
You learn about me,
while I learn to tickle your fancy
Maxi, the lady taxi,
C
indulging punani for free
Because them pimp bones
For real, cause on the real,
C
I want a girl that ain't too silly
Am
That's why I got my left eye on
Am
Finesse is what I stress,
C
I'm laid back like a lobby
Am
With these pimp bones in my body,
Am
Whether black or white,
or Puerto Rican speakin'
Oriental sentimentals with
Gm
the exponential potential
Am
Shit, it don't matter,
Am
Abroad in a minute, just to get up in it
What's up niggas?
What y 'all niggas up to?
of that original ass pimp shit
C
I got my nigga goddammit hound
Got my nigga goddammit J
to the left of me
You know what sayin',
kickin' off some of that original
C
D
ass pimp shit
Am
Spend some of that shit to these fools, nigga
D
Y 'all fools know the rules of this game,
C
Am
yeah
Nigga lose money alone,
You ain't goin' wrong,
Am
C
D
not in the 9 -6, fool
Am
Gm
The key to all this pimping shit
Am
First you gotta get that bitch's mind,
then you get the goddamn it,
you know what saying?
Pussy, the rest of the goddamn
body just lay down,
C
D
you see what I'm saying?
Am
We just kickin' shit like that,
D
you know?
C
we just be chillin' on Sundays
D
Countin' nothin' but hoes money
Am
Cause that's how the pimp shit works
C
Am
Am
Do you feel me?
I'll be back.
I'll be
Am
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