Jay-Z - Big pimpin

^EUh, uh uh uh It's big pimpin baby (thats right) ^BIt's big pimpin, spendin G's Feel me uh-huh uhh, uh-huh ^EGe-ge-geyeah, geyeah ^BGe-ge-geyeah, geyeah

^EYou know I thug 'em, fuck 'em, love 'em, leave 'em Cause I don't fuckin' need 'em ^BTake 'em out the hood, keep 'em lookin' good But I don't fuckin' feed 'em ^EFirst time they fuss I'm breezin' Talkin' about, "What's the reasons?" ^BI'm a pimp in every sense of the word Bitch, better trust and believe 'em ^EIn the cut where I keep 'em 'Til I need a nut, 'til I need to beat the guts ^BThen it's "beep beep" and I'm pickin' them up Let 'em play with the dick in the truck ^EMany chicks wanna put Jigga's fists in cuffs Divorce him and split his bucks ^BJust because you got good head I'ma break bread, so you can be livin' it up? ^EShit, I part with nothin', y'all be frontin' Me give my heart to a woman? ^BNot for nothin', never happen; I'll be forever mackin' ^EHeart cold as assassins, I got no passion ^BI got no patience and I hate waitin' Ho, get your ass in and let's ride!

^EWe doin' big pimpin', we spendin' cheese ^BCheck 'em out now, big pimpin' on B.L.A.D.'s ^EWe doin' big pimpin' up in N.Y.C. ^BIt's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B

^ENigga, it's the big Southern rap impresario Comin' straight up out the black barrio ^BMakes a mill' up off a sorry ho Then sit back and peep my sce-nahr-i-o ^EOops, my bad, that's "my scenario" No, I can't fuck a scary ho ^BNow every time, every place, everywhere we go Hoes start pointin', they say: "There he go!" ^ENow these motherfuckers know we carry mo' Heat than a little bit ^BWe 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 ^EGo read a book, you illiterate son of a bitch! And step up your vocab! ^BDon't be surprised if your ho stab out with me And you see us comin' down on yo' SLAB ^ELivin' ghetto-fabulous, so mad, you just can't take it ^BBut nigga if you hatin' I Then you wait while I get your bitch butt-naked ^EJust break it; you gotta pay like you weigh Wet with two pairs of clothes on ^BNow get yo' ass to the back as I'm flyin' to the track Timbaland, let me spit my prose on ^EPump it up in the pro-zone That's the track that we breakin' these hoes on ^BAin't the track that we flows on But when shit get hot then the Glock start poppin' like ozone ^EWe keep hoes crunk like Trigger-man For real, it don't get no bigger, man ^BDon't trip, let's flip, gettin' throwed on the flip Gettin' blowed with the motherfuckin' Jigga Man, fool!

^EWe be big pimpin', spendin' cheese ^BWe be big pimpin' on B.L.A.D.'s ^EWe be big pimpin' down in P.A.T. ^BIt's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B

^ESmokin' out, pourin' up Keepin' lean up in my cup ^BAll my car got leather and wood In my hood we call it "buck" ^EEverybody wanna ball Holla at broads at the mall ^BIf he up, watch him fall Nigga, I can't fuck with y'all ^EIf I wasn't rappin', baby I would still be ridin' Mercedes ^BComin' down and sippin' daily No record 'til whitey pay me ^EUhhh, now what y'all know about them Texas boys? ^BComin' down in candied toys Smokin' weed and talkin' noise

^EWe be big pimpin', spendin' cheese ^BWe be big pimpin' on B.L.A.D.'s ^EWe be big pimpin' down in P.A.T. ^BIt's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B

^EOn the canopy, my stamina be Enough for Pamela Anderson Lee ^BMTV jam of the week Made my money quick, then back to the streets ^EBut still sittin' on blades, sippin' that Ray Standin' on the corner of my block, hustlin' ^BStill gettin' that cane Half what I paid slippin' right through customs ^EIt'll sell by night, its egg shell white ^BI got so many grams, if the man find out It will land me in jail for life ^EBut I'm still big pimpin', spendin' cheese With Bun B, Pimp C, and Timothy ^BWe got bitches in the back of the truck Laughin' it up, Jigga Man: that's what's up!

^EWe be big pimpin', spendin' cheese ^BWe be big pimpin' on B.L.A.D.'s ^EWe be big pimpin' down in P.A.T. ^BIt's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B