Tom: G minor
Verse 1
Em
D
Em
Ah yeah, motherfucker,
back in the motherfuckin' house
D
F
Em
The motherfuckin' pimps of the 9 -4
D
Em
Get ready to snatch yo' hoe, nigga,
you know what I'm sayin'?
D
Cause all you bitches out there
Em
think this pimp a dame
D
Em
Sayin' if you ever seen pussy and all that shit,
it might be true
But shit decide,
D
Em
we comin' at you from a whole nother level
D
Em
While I smoke this joint, you don't feel it
Step up and let them know what time it is
Am
Em
Well, I'm the villain,
D
Em
a nigga that's walkin' you house with a fat dick
I might be fat,
D
F
Em
but I ain't fuckin' on no fat bitch
I like my house,
D
F
Em
let me dream with that as s out
Titty so big,
D
Em
they make the villain wanna pass out
It don't matter how you lookin'
as long as your body's bumpin'
You can look like a horse hoe,
F
Em
but we can shake somethin'
Put a bag over your head, get in the bed
And let a nigga fuck that pussy till it turns red
If it ain't stinkin',
D
Em
I can hit it till the break of dawn
D
But if it is, drop your drawer
Em
s, watch the villain run
We sweatin' you bitches
D
Em
and givin' you head
D
We lettin' you hoes know, that
D
Em
Oh yeah, mothafucka,
I thought you mothafuckas new
D
Em
F
Em
But I still mind to teach you hoes,
about this mothafuckin'
D
Em
P -I -M -P -I -N -G, nigga
D
Em
Ha, read it out, you know what sayin'?
D
Em
Cause it's all about that gang,
you know what I'm sayin'?
D
Nobody can control a woman's body
F
Em
D
But the key is to control that bitch's mind
Em
So
GP, let em know what time it is for
Am
Em
Now I'm a motherfuckin' pimp
D
F
A young nigga with plenty hoes,
Em
D
F
Em
a skinny bright player with a fade and a big ass nose
D
F
But I'm still layin' bitches on they backside,
Em
D
I'm just a gangster that be kickin' it on that
Sweatin' bitches like a sweater in the summertime,
F
takin' they money but them hoes can't get none of mine
Em
F
Em
I ain't no cake man, bitch, this ain't the bakery,
F
Em
just because you cakin' that nigga don't mean you cakin' me
I'm like the
D
Em
F
Em
Skrulls when it comes to spendin' money, ho,
D
Em
I see you laughin', ain't a damn thing funny, ho
We sweatin' bitches and
D
Em
we givin' them hate
D
And we lettin' you hoes know,
Em
that pimpin' ain't fake
D
Em
I done told you motherfuckers once
That this pimpin' is out,
D
you know what I'm sayin'?
Em
I guess you motherfuckers
D
thought I was bullshittin'
Em
Cause me and the house,
with this motherfuckin' paper, nigga
D
Em
And I ain't no sloppin' this shit,
Em
D
I'm tight, but right about now, up again
Em
It's the motherfuckin' villain
D
Em
And he bout to drop that shit
on y 'all ass again
So drop that shit, nigga
Am
Em
Am
Em
I'm in the mood to bust a
D
Em
nut, I need a freaky bitch
I met a freaky, crazy,
D
F
sleazy bitch that sucked my dick
Em
She was cute with them big hips,
D
F
her mouth was full of ghosts
D
she put her tongue in my booty hole
Em
She got so freaky to the point
where I couldn't hardly breathe
She put her mouth on my dickhead,
Em
This hoe is fine -styled as hell in his miniskirt
Em
F
I need to put this hoe to work
Em
See, pimpin' ain't dead,
D
Em
it's alive, it's here right now
It's an easy task,
D
your hoe ain't got your money
F
Em
Bust a cap in the funky ass,
That
Motherfucker,
D
Em
I thought you knew that that
Pippin one day
And
D
Em
Pippin gon' live forever,
motherfucker
D
Em
From the 9 -Tri, to the 9 -Four, to the 9 -Five
D
Em
9 -6, 9 -7, and all that bullshit
D
Em
Pippin is gon' go on till the end of time,
motherfucker
Em
you better ask some motherfuckin' about it
Em
you ain't gotta ask nobody
Cause the gangsta finna jam
you hoes again
Am
Em
Now I be talking shit like
Mike
Em
Spitting game to the hoes
D
Em
And telling them what they like
To hear from a nigga with pimpin
D
F
Em
Walking left and making blight grow
D
By working them fine bitches
And dissing them ugly hoes
Em
The
Mike got a nine -tray
And that's how that shit goes
D
Em
Cruising in that nine -eight
Splurging them hammers and bolts
Riding down
Vance
Em
And I'm checking my tracks
Had to whip a trick
Cause he gave one of my hoes the clap
D
Now I done told you niggas
Em
F
bout fucking bad
D
Em
HIV ain't even out there
We sweating bitches and
D
F
we giving them head
Em
F
D
And we letting you hoes know that
G
Em
Pippin ain't dead
D
Em
Oh shit, that is for you motherfuckers
D
F
I thought you hoes knew
Em
Nigga, you better listen to
D
some of that afro brother
Em
D
That may feel some motherfucking bad
Em
I think that may feel the dude
Cause he knows all about that
D
Em
Pippin motherfucker
Oh, yeah, check out that
Willie
D
It won't matter, all that good shit
Cause you need to learn about the game,
motherfucker
Em
D
Cause that pimpin' gon' go on till
Em
the end of motherfuckin' time
I thought you hoes knew
Since y 'all don't know
D
You know what I'm sayin'?
G
Em
Cause it's my motherfuckin' duty
D
Em
To bust your motherfuckin' booty
D
Woo,
G
D
It's a blip talkin' that shit that you have
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