Pimps lyrics

Artist  : The Coup 
Song : Pimps



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Fuck no I ain't got no Grey Poupon
Well anyway
I said that's no burglar that my butler
hahaha
Mr. Rockafella let me in on the
gossip
I heard you and Mr. Getty are getting
into rap music or something
Yes we have this
thing we do with our voices
We sing like
authentic rappers
Well then could you muster
it for us
(David you must do)
Well if they
could make this music more funky
Let me see if
i can get my voice like those rappers (*clears
throat*)
Here we go
Well if you're blind as
Helen Keller
You could see I'm David
Rockafella
So much cash up in my bathroom is a
ready teller
I'm outragous, I work in stages,
like syphills
But no need for
prophylactics
I am up your own, so me know
wretched ain't funk
But my cream got amino
acid
Keep my hoes in check no rebellions
If
your ass occur shit it wouldnt be the first
time
I done make a massacre, nigga please how
you figure these
Motherfuckers like me got
stocks bonds and securites
No impurities,
straight anglo saxon
when my family got their
sex on
Don't let me get my flex on, do some
gangster shit
Make the army go to war for
Exxon
Long as the money flow, I be making
dough
Welcome to my little pimp school
How
you gonna beat me at this game I make the
rules
Flash a little cash make you think you
got class
But you really selling ass and hoe
keep off my grass
Less you cutting it, see Im
running shit
Trick all y'all motherfuckas as
simps
I'm just a pimp
*chorus*
That is
so cute
John Paul, why don't you entertain us
with something as well?
Well, what should I
do?
Why don't you rap for us?
No,
I...
Come on old boy I did
mine
I...
It's so tribal
Oh very
well
Oh goody!
But hold my martini I have
to do those hand gestures
We will begin at the
commencement of the next measure
Now get ready,
I'm J.P. Getti
I am tearing this shit up like
confetti
My money last longer than
Eveready
Ain't nothing petty about cash I
never lose
This is just like the
straws?
But the hoes dont choose, I chose
you
No voodoo can hoo-do you
from getting
treated like a piece of boonboonboo
Who do you
think want those niggaz that don't turn
tricks
The logo on hoein in 94 is getting
86ed
and all about those rebellions, and riots
and mishaps
I got the po'-po' for that daily
pimp slap
The motherfucker gangsta rolling
Fleetwood Caddy
I'm that mack ass already
pimped his daddy
Let you out like linoleum
floors
I'm getting rich off petroleum
wars
Controlling you whores making you eat top
ramen
While I eat shrimp, y'all motherfuckas
are simps
I'm just a pimp
*Chorus*
Oh no
here he comes, oh don't look at him
Are you
fellows rapping?
I can do that reggie um er
reggae type of thing
You know one two
three
Well actually we were just
leaving...
And Trump Trump check out the cash
in my trunk
Trump Trump check out the cash in
my trunk
I am Donald Trump me think you mighta
heard about me
How me last wife Ivana come and
catch me money
She want all she want this she
want the ? of fun
X amount of this like this ?
gap hear me
Hol' up your hand if you love the
money
Hol' up your hand if you love
punanny
Gun pon mi side mi afi kill
somebody
Because the money inna mi trunk dem
wan fi come tek see
*Chorus*
Well how did
you like that then?
Well we really must be
leaving you
Yes yes Donald it was smashing to
see you again
Something I picked up in the
Carribean
Yeah yes I remember
Why don't you
stick around and I'll I'll rap some more for
you
Oh no no no old boy I think I see
Jackie
Oh Jackie ah Jackie!!
Please please
pass the bubbly
Well look here motherfuckers
we are taking all these
motherfucking
shit
Yeah we are taking all
these
You besta come off up that coat we are
taking these