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Pimpin' Ain't No Illusion - UGK
Uh Uh One time for yo' muthaf**kin' whuut
Back b**ch uh Kool Ace whuut UGK huh
Pimpin' ain't no illusion
And pimpin' ain't never died
Mo' pimps was on that **
And yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done came through
And straight threw off all the game;
Got all these hoes thinkin'
They could manage they own change
But it ain't no illusion
I know you all have witnessed
He rollin' in my Caady mo'
Wit' fly b**ches
Makin' ole deals: Now ho huh huh
Ain't Bob Barker
But I'm caught up in this game
Mo' like Peter Parker
P-I-M-P take the P's that I am
I want you payin' hoes in my army
Like uh Uncle Sam
And we gon' jam
I'm talkin' 'bout the world greatest show
I know my sh*t is extreme
But I'm all about them does
When I'm steppin' on the scene
Be there four deep hella clan
My reality is your favorite dream
Stop that sh*t daddy
Best believe Kool Ace gon' keep it real
Pimp C & Bun B to testify for the ear
Excuse me y'all but this about Southern sh*t
Now tell me can you uh feel this b**ch
We givin' 'em brain contusions
Pimp C what's the conclusion
Pimpin' ain't no illusion
Pimpin' ain't no illusion
And pimpin' ain't never died
Mo' pimps was on that **
And yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done came through
And straight threw off all the game;
Got all these hoes thinkin'
They could manage they own change
Pimpin' ain't no illusion
And pimpin' ain't never died
Mo' pimps was on that **
And yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done came through
And straight threw off all the game;
Got all these hoes thinkin'
They could manage they own change
Pimpin' ain't dead ni**a it just began
How the f**k you know Sweet Jones
My hoes still out there sellin' a**
Yo' b**ch is out of pocket
'Cause yo' pimpin' was scary;
Real hoes gon' front on a simp
But she gon' do it for daddy
F**k niggas watch them mack and pimp on my floozie;
But boy my b**ches know the difference
Between real pimpin' and movies
It's the difference between real leather
And that sh*t at yo' house
I don't know what y'all doin' up there
But we really pimpin' in the South
Every since I was 17
I been stackin' my green:
Went for servin' rocks to fiends
And rockin' club full a teens
Went from bumpin' Screw in Houston
Sippin' promythazine
To ridin' in a 8 600 with sheath
To smokin' on sticky green
I'm still Pimp C b**ch
I'm claimin' P A they hate us;
But me and Kool Ace rollin' a Lexus
Sittin' on all gold Daytons
B**ch take a look around
Those hoes steady choosin'
This is the conclusion
Pimpin' ain't no illusion
Pimpin' ain't no illusion
And pimpin' ain't never died
Mo' pimps was on that **
And yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done came through
And straight threw off all the game;
Got all these hoes thinkin'
They could manage they own change
Pimpin' ain't no illusion
And pimpin' ain't never died
Mo' pimps was on that **
And yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done came through
And straight threw off all the game;
Got all these hoes thinkin'
They could manage they own change
If you got any love fo' that broad you wit'
Ni**a move her 'fore you lose her
'Cause a beggar ain't a muthaf**kin' chooser
Third leg is a b**ch abuser infamous
In cities where big pimpin' is my hoes clean
No AIDS herpies cyphillis
Come catch a wif a this
Damn can't you taste it
Now yo' money's up in smoke
Like you freebased it
Now b**ch replaced it
Wit' a sexual favor
But don't get mad at real pimpin' ni**a
Check yo' behavior and savor
The aroma from Promona to Tacoma;
Got my pimpin' diploma for bein' a Cadillac chromer
F**k a Sonoma
I'm on a mission for Benzes
Knowin' 'xactly where my ends is
Ballin' relentless
And then my friends is
Slappin' niggas with glass chins
It's funny sendin' tricks home
Broke and defenseless; and ever since this
Boy been pimpin' the pen
I promise never to ever leave home
Without my pimpin' again that's why
Pimpin' ain't no illusion
And pimpin' ain't never died
Mo' pimps was on that **
And yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done came through
And straight threw off all the game;
Got all these hoes thinkin'
They could manage they own change
Pimpin' ain't no illusion
And pimpin' ain't never died
Mo' pimps was on that **
And yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done came through
And straight threw off all the game;
Got all these hoes thinkin'
They could manage they own change
You know I got to tell you players what I'm talkin' about:
My b**ch got bold opened a bank account
When I found the b**ch checkbook
I didn't get mad
'Cause there was no doubt that I be gettin' the cash
I broke it down to her
She gave me the dough;
Do you remember what you was
Before I made you a ho
You was a broke b**ch
You couldn't even smoke sh*t
Couldn't stay fo-cused
And don't forget it b**ch
Yo' whole life changed the day you met me
Now you think you need a bank account
Baby I can't see
You managin' this money it's too much
All you do is look good
And then you f**k
Git my money git yo' money
It's all the same
The sh*t ain't even funny when you talk about this game
They call me Too $hort baby
I'm still in it
Ain't no camouflage
Nuttin' but this real pimpin' beeyatch
Pimpin' ain't no illusion
And pimpin' ain't never died
Mo' pimps was on that **
And yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done came through
And straight threw off all the game;
Got all these hoes thinkin'
They could manage they own change
Pimpin' ain't no illusion
And pimpin' ain't never died
Mo' pimps was on that **
And yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done came through
And straight threw off all the game;
Got all these hoes thinkin'
They could manage they own change
Pimpin' ain't no illusion
And pimpin' ain't never died
Mo' pimps was on that **
And yo' pimp tripped out on that fry
The dikes done came through
And straight threw off all the game;
Got all these hoes thinkin'
They could manage they own change
Pimpin' ain't no illusion
