[Verse 1]
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Don't get mad when you see me with my prostitute
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I seen [?] tax his ho on you square ass dudes
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I can't believe the power I possess that make you so mad
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If it ain't the pimp music, it's the game I have
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You know how stupid you look at me when you hatin, my friend
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I'll prolly have to blast yo ass if I see you again
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You on a bus stop pushin that bitch till it came
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You say goodbye for 30 minutes cause you gots no game
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Who you talkin to like that, don't question me ho
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You the bitch in kindergarten
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That got her mouth washed out with soap
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Ho I'm a pimp I'm from Pomona I got game I got class
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I got sucker-repellent on me homie I'll beat yo ass
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I hear you pimpin now, huh? Well ain't that nice
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Ain't never sent a prostitute nowhere a day in your life
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And tell your homies I was at a music grindin
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With my prostitutes standin right out front
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Then tellin me you had two of them punk
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[Chorus]
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Don't, fight the pimpin'
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Don't, fight the pimpin'
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Don't, fight the pimpin'
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Nigga don't, fight the pimpin
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[Verse 2]
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Her name was bitch, cause she fucked for free
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But now when Suga met her not after fuckin with me
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Oh no, cause either you gon be a run-down-the-hill-and-get-some bitch
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Or walk-down-the-hill-and-get-em-all hustler, so come on
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With ya bad self in high heels on, come on
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Lips, hips, fingertips on the stroll, come on
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Respect the game bitch, do as you're told
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Cause I been pimpin prostitutes since 17 years old
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Done seen LB, [?], Warren Y, AY, A-Cap, Norlean Clear
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Patrick Camp, [?] graduated from state
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And got my game from all the freaks gonna wreck my case
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It's my prerogative, run my game bitch and it's gonna come back
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pimp pimp pimp pimp pimp pimp P-I-M-P positive
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Look for the holder knock (knock)
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Give her the sugar lock (lock)
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Get at the ho, strip the ho
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Now I got ho on the cock (cock)
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3]
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Now how fine do I gotta get?
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To have a prostitute servin me the way she do
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Now how fine do I gotta get?
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If I wanna wait 5 years to give you the blues
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Now how fine do I gotta get?
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If I kick it with her would gettin bang nigga what's my name
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Now how fine do I gotta get?
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If I jack off with a sock in the sunshine homie
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And you see that yellow spot
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I'm a full-fledged pimp, I made two hos faint
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But I'ma listen to yo ass say what I can and I can't
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Fuck that! Man this Laneway, straight from the dirt
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And I'll beat a bitch ass till she respects my work
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Old tired ass nigga don't see she wanna be snatched
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And wonder why them bitches leavin with no dap and no snacks
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And rather sit here with no cigarettes and no beer
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Complainin about how you can't pay yo bills
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And the bitch right here
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[Chorus]
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Don't Fight Da Pimpin'
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Suga Free |