(feat. 50 Cent & UGK)



[50 Cent]

Nigga I need money to maintain, hustlin ain't a game

Nigga that go 'gainst the grain, gon' get to' out the frame

TV's in the Range, I'm into nice thangs

I slang weed, cocaine and hero-ayn

50 Cent that's my name, nigga I bring the pain

You thought, shit stay the same nigga shit gon' change

Put a bullet in your brain, nigga at close range

Run up with your Roley your rings and your motherfuckin chain

Haters, you funny mayne, I'm 'bout my money mayne

Bitch get down on that track and get my money I ain't playin

Better understand what I'm sayin when I'm sayin I ain't playin

I'll be in front of yo' crib layin with the mac to start sprayin

Any nigga that's in the game for the fame gotta be a lame

Crackers'll put you in chains, boxes to drive you insane

Sun cain't shine all the time man it's gotta rain

Now hoe go sell, you better crack the whip mayne



[Bun B]

Well a pimp is a pimp and Bun is comin to get'cha

And if 6 is 9 then I'm 30 thousand dollars richer

Hit your bitch when she ain't wit'cha, Pryor pussy like Richard

Wide open make her forget ya then nut on your picture

Lit your world up like the 4th of July, nobody knew why

Not too fly maybe fo' fly, servin dick to make your hoe cry

My nigga you know I chew ya like a barracuda

Who and what you thought you could do to non-hesitatin game shooters

Blew your spot up, when I left nobody got up

If they did they got shot up left for dead in the parking lot, what?

Nigga you got nuts, put your money where yo' mouth is

I doubt this motherfucker even know what the South is

All about, startin the clock, ring the bell or somethin

Cause they stuntin, steady frontin, not cuttin, talkin 'bout nuttin

Now what in the fuck, made them push the button of a mack

Now I'm set to attack, crackin yo' back, just call me Jack cause I'ma rip



[Chorus]

When money is no object ("I'm a pimp")

When money is no object ("I'm a pimp")

When money .. when money

When money is no object what you thank, it's a game?

Bitch you will discover ("I'm a pimp")

Bitch you will discover ("I'm a pimp")

Bitch you will dis.. pimpin, bitch you will dis.. pimpin

Bitch you will discover I'm a pimp and not a lover



[50 Cent]

Aiyyo the bitch used to bring me dough, used to be yo' bottom hoe

Now yo' paper comin slow, she feel like she had to go

Roll with them rich niggaz and ball with them ballers

Politic with them Willies, the real shot callers



[Too $hort]

Yeah 50, yeah I took his hoe

Now he comin 'round here, what he lookin fo'?

He'll never get her back, she chose another mack

His other hoes are whack and that's nothin but a fact

I'm a pimp, I don't love 'em like that

If I ever lose a hoe I get another right back

I'm Too $hort, a real player and a pimp

I ain't seen you in a while, Pimp C tell 'em where you been



[Pimp C]

Been around the world, y'all niggaz ain't seen all the shit I seen

Yeah I'm good, sittin in the S covered 16

I'm comin through a couple bars {?} lean

600 Benz S Class, know what the fuck I mean?

A pimper, I stay in shrimp-ah, like Jack Tripper

A candy sweet dipper, playin with cock and suckin on nipples

Every day my game get thicker, gettin good head from champagne sippers

Rapper to bird flipper, man a motherfuckin ripper



[Too $hort]

It's called gangsters to strippers

Murder Mob and the Pack bumpin loud on the speakers

From the A to the Bay, Newport to new graves

I'm breakin these hoes on Too $hort's mixtape

And this ain't even the album

It's just a mixtape, it ain't even out yet

So close your mouth bitch, turn it up loud it hits

Jazze Pha and Lil Jon I told you all about the shit



[Chorus]