Chords for P.I.M.P.

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85.15 bpm
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[Ebm] I don't know what you heard about me, but a bitch can't get a [Bb] dollar out of me.
then I'm a motherfuckin' P [Ebm]-I-N-P.
but a bitch can't get a [Bb] dollar out of me.
then I'm a motherfuckin' P [Ebm]-I-N-P.
thang for that Gucci, that Fendi, [Bb] that Prada, that BCBG,
fantasies, they pay her cause [Ebm] they want her.
later, had her ass up in the [Bb] Ramada.
by the bar trying to get a [Ebm] drink about her.
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_ _ [Ebm] _ I don't know what you heard about me, but a bitch can't get a [Bb] dollar out of me.
Look at her like no pervs you can't see, then I'm a motherfuckin' P [Ebm]-I-N-P.
I don't know what you heard about me, but a bitch can't get a [Bb] dollar out of me.
Look at her like no pervs you can't see, then I'm a motherfuckin' P [Ebm]-I-N-P.
I started, I started seeing the club, she dancing for dollars.
She got a thang for that Gucci, that Fendi, [Bb] that Prada, that BCBG,
Burberry, Dulce, and Cabana.
She faking pool fantasies, they pay her cause [Ebm] they want her.
I spit a little G-Man in my gang, got her.
An hour later, had her ass up in the [Bb] Ramada.
Them trick niggas in the air saying they think about her.
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a [Ebm] drink about her.
She like my style, she like my smile, she like me when I talk.
She from the country, think she like me cause I'm from [Bb] New York.
I ain't that nigga trying to holler cause I want some head.
I'm that nigga trying to holler cause I want [Ebm] some bread.
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed.
Bitches that try to catch a date and come and [Bb] pay the kid.
Look baby, this is simple, you can't see.
You fuckin' with me, you fuckin' with a P-I-N-P.
[Ebm] _ I don't know what you heard about me.
But a bitch can't get a [Bb] dollar out of me.
No Cadillac, no Perms, you can't see.
Then I'm a motherfuckin' P [Ebm]-I-N-P.
I don't know what you heard about me.
But a bitch can't get a [Bb] dollar out of me.
No Cadillac, no Perms, you can't see.
Then I'm a motherfuckin' P [Ebm]-I-N-P.
I'm about my money, you see.
Girl, you can holler at me if you fuckin' with me.
I'm a P [Bb]-I-N-P.
Now what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no crazy.
Hey, pull ahead bitch, I'm a P [Ebm]-I-N-P.
Come get money with me if you're curious to see how it feels to be with a [Bb] P-I-N-P.
Roll in the bleachers with me, you can watch the TV.
From the backseat of my V, I'm a P [Ebm]-I-N-P.
Girl, we can buy some champagne and we can have a ball.
We can throw shit and do it like a, we can have [Bb] it all.
We can really scourge, girl, and tip them all.
If ever you need someone, I'm the one you [Ebm] should call.
I'll be there to pick you up if ever you should fall.
If you got problems, I can solve them, they big or [Bb] they small.
That other nigga you be with ain't bout shit.
I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, [Ebm] bitch.
I don't know what you heard about me.
But a bitch can't get a [Bb] dollar out of me.
No Cadillac, no Burbs, you can't see.
That I'm a motherfucking P [Ebm]-I-N-P.
I don't know what you heard about me.
But a bitch can't get a [Bb] dollar out of me.
No Cadillac, no Burbs, you can't see.
That I'm a motherfucking P [Ebm]-I-N-P.
I told you food can fuck.
I sleep with the tools.
I keep a bitch, some rims, and [Bb] some jewels.
I holla at a hoe, till I got a bitch confused.
She got on Payless, me I got on baby [Ebm] shoes.
I'm shopping for some chillers, and it's summer and it's cheaper.
Man, it's so you can have her, when I'm done I ain't [Bb] gonna keep her.
Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin' out.
This ain't a secret, you ain't gotta keep it on [Ebm] the low.
Bitch, true to me, I hear you strippin' in the street.
Put my other hoes down, you get your [Bb] ass beat.
Now, Nick, my bottom fish, he always comin' with my bread.
The last nigga, she was whippin' sticks, and [Ebm] I hit.
Get your hoe out of pocket, I put a chowder on the bitch.
Cause I need cold TVs and AMGs for [Bb] the six.
Ho make a pig rich, I ain't payin' bitch.
Catch a dick, suck a dick, shit, [Ebm] trick.
I don't know what you heard about me.
But a bitch can't get a dollar [Bb] out of me.
Look at her like no pervs you can't see.
Then I'm a motherfuckin' P [Ebm]-I-N-P.
I don't know what you heard about me.
But a bitch can't get a dollar [Bb] out of me.
Look at her like no pervs you can't see.
Then I'm a motherfuckin' P [Ebm]-I-N-P. Yeah.
In Hollywood, they say there's no business like show business.
In the hood, [Bb] they say there's no business like hoe business.
You know?
See, I talk a little fast, but if you're lookin' a [Ebm] little fast,
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, bitch.
Ha ha ha.
_ _ [Bb] Yeah. _ _ _ _