Karaoké Big Pimpin' Jay-Z & UGK

Uh, uh-uh-uh

It's big pimpin baby

It's big pimpin, spendin G's

Feel me, uh-huh, uh

Ge-ge-ge-gey, gey

Ge-ge-ge-gey, gey

You know I thug 'em, fuck 'em love 'em, leave 'em 'cos I don't fuckin' need 'em

Take 'em out the hood keep 'em lookin' good but I don't fuckin' feed 'em

First time they fuss I'm breezin' talkin' about

"What's the reasons?"

I'm a pimp in every sense of the word

Bitch, better trust and believe 'em

In the cut where I keep 'em 'till I need a nut 'till I need to beat the guts

Then it's "beep beep" and I'm pickin' them up

Let 'em play with the dick in the truck

Many chicks wanna put

Jigga's fists in cuffs

Divorce him and split his bucks

Just because you got good head

I'm a break bread so you can be livin' it up?

Shit, I part with nothin' y'all be frontin' me give my heart to a woman?

Not for nothin', never happen

I'll be forever mackin'

Heart cold as assassins

I got no passion

I got no patience and I hate waitin', ho, get your ass in

And let's ride ah, ah-ah-ah-ah

Check em out now ride ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, yeah

And it's ride ah, ah-ah-ah-ah

Check em out now ride ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, yeah

We doin' big pimpin' we spendin' G's

Check 'em out now big pimpin' on B.L.A.D.'s

We doin' big pimpin' up in N.Y.C.

It's just that Jigga Man

Pimp C, and B-U-N B yoh-yoh-yoh

Big pimpin', spendin' G's we doin' big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s

We doin' big pimpin up in N.Y.C.

It's just that Jigga Man

Pimp C, and B-U-N B

Nigga, it's the big southern rap impresario

Comin' straight up out the black barrio

Makes a mill' up off a sorry ho then sit back and peep my scenario

Oops, my bad that's my scenario

No, I can't fuck a scary ho

Now every time, every place everywhere we go

Hoes start pointin' they say: "There he go!"

Now these motherfuckers know we carry mo'

Heat than a little bit we don't pull it out

Over little shit and if you catch a lick

When I spit then it won't be a little hit

Go read a book you illiterate son of a bitch and step up your vocab

Don't be surprised if your ho stab out with me

And you see us comin' down on yo' SLAB

Livin' ghetto-fabulous so mad, you just can't take it

But nigga if you hatin' I then you wait while

I get your bitch butt-naked

Just break it you gotta pay like you weigh wet with two pairs of clothes on

Now get yo' ass to the back as I'm flyin' to the track

Timbaland, let me spit my prose on

Pump it up in the pro-zone that's the track that we breakin' these hoes on

Ain't the track that we flows on

But when shit get hot then the Glock start poppin' like ozone

We keep hoes crunk like trigger-man

For real, it don't get no bigger, man

Don't trip, let's flip gettin' throwed on the flip

Gettin' blowed with the motherfuckin' Jigga Man, fool

We be big pimpin' spendin' G's

We be big pimpin' on B.L.A.D.'s

We be big pimpin' down in P.A.T.

It's just that Jigga Man

Pimp C, and B-U-N B

'Cos we be big pimpin' spendin' G's

And we be big pimpin' on B.L.A.D.'s

'Cos we be big pimpin' down in P.A.T.

It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C and B-U-N B and nigga

Ah, smokin' out, pourin' up keepin' lean up in my cup

All my car got leather and wood in my hood we call it "buck"

Everybody wanna ball holla at broads at the mall

If he up, watch him fall nigga, I can't fuck with y'all

If I wasn't rappin', baby

I would still be ridin' Mercedes

Comin' down and sippin' daily no record 'till whitey pay me

Uh, now what y'all know about them Texas boys?

Comin' down in candied toys smokin' weed and talkin' noise

We be big pimpin' spendin' G's

We be big pimpin' on B.L.A.D.'s

We be big pimpin' down in P.A.T.

It's just that Jigga Man

Pimp C, and B-U-N B

'Cos we be big pimpin' spendin' G's

And we be big pimpin' on B.L.A.D.'s

'Cos we be big pimpin' down in P.A.T.

It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C and B-U-N B and nigga