[Intro]
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One pound for the house, that's all we need baby
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Just one for the house.. c'mon
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[Chorus]
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Pimp juice - oooooooooh-ooooooooh-hoooooooo
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I think I need to let it loose (might think I need to let it loose)
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Let her loose, let her loooooose
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She only want me for my pimp juice (that's all she want me for f'real)
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Not my pimp juice, I'm talkin new pimp juice
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I think I need to cut her loose (it's time for homegirl to recognize)
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Yes I do, yes I doooooo-hoooo
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[Nelly]
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I'm in that, seventy-four, Coupe DeVille
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With the, power seats, leather, wood on my wheel
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One-touch sunroof BUT leave it alone
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Hoes see it can't believe it - "It's goin back on it's own"
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Oooooooooooooooh, shit, that's how we do it baby
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"Every day like this?" Seven dayy-ayyys.. I tell you three-sixty-five
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Winter spring and fall, in the summer we ride
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You actin like you never seen it befo'
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Like them country boys ain't got no dough
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Bitch please - GET OUT - but don't you slam that do'
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DUST YOUR SHOES OFF - befo' you touch that flo'
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Cause you wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
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You really wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
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You're in a hurry - SLOW DOWN - and I might letcha touch it
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You ain't from Russia, so bitch why you rushin'?
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[Chorus w/ minor variations]
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[Nelly]
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Now I'm - clean as a whistle (yeah) sharp as a razor (uh-huh)
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In anythang from Timberland to gators
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Now listen - I play the haters (ooh) like they should be played
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And uhh - I love the ladies (ooh) like they should get laid
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That's why I - I got my fade everybody had braids
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And now they - switch to fades and I'm thinkin 'bout braids
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Just an example of hoochieless jackin
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If we were hoopin, I'd be yellin "They hackin"
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I see you momma, in my Dolce Gabbana
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Gucci and Prada baby I gotta lotta
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The lucciana ain't a problem for poppa
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That's all you want then baby girl I'ma holla
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Cause you wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
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You really wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
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You're in a hurry - SLOW DOWN - I don't like how you actin
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Treat you like you're from Milwaukee, send you Green Bay Packin
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[Chorus w/ minor variations]
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(I think I just..
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need to take this time and explain to 'em exactly..
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what the pimp juice is)
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[Chorus]
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Uh, hear me out now
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Now your pimp juice is anything, attract the opposite sex
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It could be money, fame, or straight intellect
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It don't MATTER! Bitches got the pimp juice too
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Come to think about it - dirty, they got more than we do
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They got mo' - juice in they talk, got mo' juice in they walk
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They got mo' - juice in they pants, OOH GOD DAMN!
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I tell you man it's a cryin shame.... how people use, the juice in vein - you hear me mayne
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Pimp juice is color blind
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You find it work on all color creeds and kinds
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From ages 50 right down to 9
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The Mayor of Nellyville and I won't resign, watch me recline
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Cause you wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
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You really wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
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You're in a hurry - SLOW DOWN - bitch I got all night
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Matter fact, stand on my left boo - I know you ain't right
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[Chorus w/ minor variations]
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[ad libs to end]
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Pimp Juice
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| Nelly |
