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(Mr. P) This is what I know about pimpin'
(Chorse by ????) They mabye tall,
They mabye short,
But one thing is,
Pimps hunt for sport,
No one can say,
You just a punk,
Cause of one thing,
They just a frunt
(Mr.P) This story started out in California,
And yes they call me Mista P-I-M-P-Z-I-L-A,
So I'm too young for cris,
But I'm too old for applejuice,
I pull stuff from my hat,
Like the original Dr. Seuss,
I'm pimp by blood, so when the doctor spanked me
I spanked the nurse back
An' when she woke up she thanked me
Not every pimp is perfect
Take 50 for example
Just because "he on a limp"
Don't mean he ain't a pimp
(Chorse x2)
(Mr.P) Let us have a moment of silence for the people who died for the last 3 years
Silence
Yeah Thank ya
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