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(Feat. Chad Butler, Kristi Floyd)[Intro:]You ain't never seen, how a pimp be oh so cleanFly women and fancy thangs, fly bitches and pinky rangs[Chorus:]You ain't never seen, how a pimp be oh so cleanFly women and fancy thangs, fly bitches and pinky rangsYou ain't never seeeeeeeeeeeenA pimp that's rollin this clean, oh yeahhhhh[Pimp C:]You ain't never met a nigga like Pimp C hoe'Fore you come into my room take off your shit at the do'If you comin to my hotel then you came to fuckAnd if you fuckin with a Pimp then bitch your game is upIf your bitch get mad when you play this talkPut her ass out on the highway, make that bitch walkI ain't make this shit, fuck this shit oldYou need to stop treatin these bitches like ladiesAnd these nice ladies like hoesStandin on the front row, man this hoe a tripShe done opened up her legs and let me scope the pussy lipsLater on tonight, I'ma get behind herI hope this bitch don't act like Pimp C care for no vagina[Chorus][Bun B:]Well you can catch me shoppin, checkin out the hoes boppinChoppin up game to keep 'em lap hoppinPop in to the [?] show-stoppinProppin up a wheel and maybe ass droppinBreakin haters off can't be mistaken for fakinFools are the ones left shakin, flakinMarijuana deals with JamaicansBakin up the powder to a fat cake an'Mashin from the scene almost crashin, flashinCop lights keep a player dashinCash-in, on the crack course, paper stashinWith a passion for high-priced fashionMy dang clothes and my eighty-fo's clankyGod thank ye, motherfuckers actin crankyStanky, attitudes be jankyI think he, gon' hafta feel the sting from the rang on my panky[Intro + Chorus][Bun B:]Think I ain't heavy strokin, you must be jokinTokin, on some shit I don't even be smokinThat coke and, marijuana got yo' ass loc'nCroakin, sleepin motherfuckers 'til they wokenI'm still crunk at five in the mornin'Why yo' ass yawnin? I'm flowin 'til the crack of dawn an'Laughin as ya pawn ya posessionsYes it's been worldwide testedShowin off my diamond investments[Pimp C:]A bitch, ain't shit to a pimpA twenty ounce steak and some fried side of shrimpA 600 S's, now the 6 dropEverything I ride original no kits on them chops18 inch Lorenzos, Yokohama tiresWhen I ride by all them bitches get they pussy all on fireBitches say I highside, hoe it ain't no thangY'all just blinded by the diamonds the Pimp the pinky rang[Intro + Chorus: x2 with ad lib talking over][Outro: UGK]Whassup Rick, yeah, hold up hold upWhat's up Greek, whassupGoodie Mob, Organized Noise, Geto Boys knahmtalkinboutOutKast, you know Atlanta in the houseJackson in the house and Memphis in the houseNew Orleans in the house, hold upMan I'm comin down like that, comin down like thatComin down like this, I'm comin down like thisComin down like that, comin down like that, hold up, hold upHuh, hollerin at the Boys off Botany (the Boys off Botany)Dem boys off Scott, dem boys on the ScottHollerin at the boys, hold up man, hold upTalkin 'bout the South, talkin 'bout ScrewTalkin 'bout the North, I'm talkin 'bout the NorthTalkin 'bout the East, I'm talkin 'bout the WestTalkin 'bout the West...[Fades Out]