JAY-Z – Big Pimpin’

JAY-Z – Big Pimpin’ Lyrics

Artist: JAY-Z
Song: Big Pimpin’

Uh, uh uh uh
It’s big pimpin’ baby (that’s right)
It’s big pimpin’, spendin’ gs
Feel me uh-huh uhh, uh-huh

Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah
You know i thug ’em, f#ck ’em, love ’em, leave ’em
‘cause i don’t f#ckin’ need ’em

Take ’em out the hood, keep ’em lookin’ good
But i don’t f#ckin’ 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
b#tch, better trust and believe ‘еm
In the cut where i keep ‘еm
’til i need a nut, ’til 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’ma 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 #ss in and let’s ride!

Check em out now, ride!
Yea, let’ ride!
Check em out now, ride!
Yea

We doin’ big pimpin’, we spendin’ cheese
Check ’em out now, big pimpin’ on b-l-a-d’s
We doin’ big pimpin’ up in nyc
It’s just that jigga man, pimp c, and b-u-n b

Yo yo yo, big pimpin’, spendin’ cheese
We doin’ big pimpin’ on b-l-a-d’s
We doin’ big pimpin’ up in nyc
It’s just that jigga man, pimp c, and b-u-n b

Check ’em out now
n#gg#, 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 sce-nahr-i-o
Oops, my bad, that’s “my scenario”
No, i can’t f#ck a scary ho
Now every time, every place, everywhere we go

Hoes start pointin’, they say: “there he go!”
Now these m#th*rf#ck*rs know we carry mo’
Heat than a little bit
We don’t pull it out over little sh#t

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 b#tch!
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 n#gg# if you hate now

Then you wait while i get your b#tch butt-naked
Just break it; you gotta pay like you weigh
Wet with two pairs of clothes on
Now get yo’ #ss to the back as i’m flyin’ to the track

Timbaland, let me spit my prose on
Posted 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 sh#t 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 motherf#ckin’ jigga man, fool!
We be big pimpin’, spendin’ cheese
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
Cause we be big pimpin’, spendin’ cheese
And we be big pimpin’ on b-l-a-d’s
Cus we be big pimpin’ in p.a.t

It’s just that jigga man, pimp c, and b-u-n b, n#gg#
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, n#gg#, i can’t f#ck with y’all
If i wasn’t rappin’, baby i would still be ridin’ mercedes
Comin’ down and sippin’ baileys
No record ’til whitey pay me

Uhh, now what y’all know about them texas boys?
Comin’ down in candied toys, smokin’ weed and talkin’ noise
We be big pimpin’, spendin’ cheese
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
Cause we be big pimpin’, spendin’ cheese
And we be big pimpin’ on b-l-a-d’s

Cause be big pimpin’ down in p.a.t
It’s just that jigga man, pimp c, and b-u-n b, n#gg#
We be big pimpin’, spendin’ cheese
We be big pimpin’ on b-l-a-d’s

We be big pimpin’ in p.a.t
It’s just that jigga man, pimp c, and b-u-n b
On the canopy, my stamina be
Enough for pamela anderson lee

Mtv jam of the week
Made my money quick, then back to the streets
But still sittin’ on blades, sippin’ that ray
Standin’ on the corner of my block, hustlin’

Still gettin’ that ‘caine
Half what i paid slippin’ right through customs
It’ll sell by night, its egg shell white
I got so many grams, if the man find out

It will land me in jail for life
But i’m still big pimpin’, spendin’ cheese
With bun b, pimp c, and timothy
We got b#tches in the back of the truck

Laughin’ it up, jigga man: that’s what’s up!
We be big pimpin’, spendin’ cheese
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
Cause we be big pimpin’, spendin’ cheese
And we be big pimpin’ on b-l-a-d’s
Cause be big pimpin’ down in p.a.t

It’s just that jigga man, pimp c, and b-u-n b, n#gg#
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Release Year: 1999