Paroles My Pimpin par Nick Cannon

F**kin' with my-
F**kin' with my pimpin'
F**kin' with my-, hah

I got all these b*t*hes f**kin' with my pimpin'
I got all these b*t*hes f**kin' with my pimpin' (Huh)
I got all these b*t*hes f**kin' with my pimpin' (Huh)
I got all these b*t*hes f**kin' with my pimpin' (Huh)

I got all these b*t*hes f**kin' with my pimpin' (My pimpin', my pimpin')
She f**k with me (Hey) 'cause a young n***a go get it (Go get it, go get it)
I-I-I'm so disrespectful f**king other n***a b*t*hes (Where the hoe's at?)
You come home and kiss that hoe but that there ain't my business (Yeah, woo)
Hit one b***on, drop the [?], make sure they seen it (Make sure they seen it)
Cut that b*t*h off if she ever get too needy (Oh-oh)
I be divin' on them, make this sh*t look easy (Damn, ayy)
Throw that pu**y, [?]
If you ever played 'em, gotta show me
N***a, ballin' on 'em like I'm Kobe
You know I got it, I ain't gotta show it
Cut off a juug and split it with my homie
Gotta go get it, n***a, if you want it
If she suck it good, I give that b*t*h a bonus
Rollin' up backwoods early mornin'
I'm ballin', I'm pimpin', feel like Scottie Pippen (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
A n***a go get it
I got all these b*t*hes f**kin' with my pimpin'
I got all these b*t*hes f**kin' with my pimpin' (Huh)
I got all these b*t*hes f**kin' with my pimpin' (Huh)
I got all these b*t*hes f**kin' with my pimpin' (Huh)

And I got all these b*t*hes f**kin' with my pimpin' (My pimpin', my pimpin')
And they be sucking on my d**k like it's delicious (Like it's delicious)
I give 'em nothing but Kentucky Fried Chicken (Fried, Fried, Fried)
And she bust it wide open like my kids gettin' gifts on Christmas (Big Christmas)
I got all these b*t*hes f**kin' with my pimpin' (What you tell 'em?)
I tell her, "Listen, I can never be your n***a" (Why you say it?)
'Cause I got all these models f**kin' with my pimpin'
Actresses and beauty pageants full of women
This pimpin' and sh*t, I done lived it (It)
Pull up in something so sick that I'm whippin' (Whip)
Make you throw up on yourself like you spinning
It's the rich n***a with b*t*hes
Rich, rich n***a with b*t*hes
Been on that gigolo sh*t since as a kid
And I was so little that they didn't know he was gon grow
And have so many hoes, get the Guinness World Record for pimpin', pimpin', pimpin'

I got all these b*t*hes f**kin' with my pimpin'
I got all these b*t*hes f**kin' with my pimpin' (Huh)
I got all these b*t*hes f**kin' with my pimpin' (Huh)
I got all these b*t*hes f**kin' with my pimpin' (Boss)
Got on Versace slippers (Uh), Rosé, a c*cky n***a (Uh)
Two million just in diamonds (Woo), might give your wife the shivers (Uh)
You got a runny nose (Yeah), yayo come by the load (Yeah)
My homies wildin' out (What?), they think we tellin' jokes
Hahahahahaha, your b*t*h was on that episode
Hahahahahaha, your b*t*h might tell a different story
F**k it, let's get this money (Huh), I gots to keep it player (Huh)
I know that pu**y love me (Boss), trust me, my pimpin' major
Cocaine, snow white berets (Woo), I got the fur to match
My b*t*hes on the list (Woo), I got a thirty pack
Studio 54 indefinitely dealing dope (Boss)
We talkin' numbers, when I want it it's considered sold
(Maybach music)