歌手:Jay-Z
所屬專輯：Live In Brooklyn
歌曲:Give It To Me_Big Pimpin (Live) mp3
Give It To Me_Big Pimpin (Live) Jay-Z歌詞
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Give It To Me_Big Pimpin (Live)
Jay-Z
I'm a hustler baby
I just want you to know
It aint where I been
But where I'm bout to go
Now I just wanna love you
But be who I am
And with all this cash
You'll forget your man
Now give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
But don't bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff
When the Remi's in the system
Aint no tellin will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em
That's what they be yellin
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin, I replace them*
Huh, drunk of Crist', mommy on E
Can't keep her little model hands off me
Both in the club, high, singing off key
*And I wish I never met her at all...*
It gets better, ordered another round
It's, about, to go, down
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah
You know I - thug em, **** em, love em, leave em
Cause I don't ****in need em
Take em out the hood, keep em lookin good
But I don't ****in feed em
First time they fuss I'm breezin
Talkin bout, "What's the reasons?"
I'm a pimp in every sense of the word, *****
Better trust than believe em
In the cut where I keep em
Til I need a nut, til I need to beat the guts
Then it's, beep beep and I'm pickin em up
Let em play with the **** in the truck
Many chicks wanna put Jigga fist 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? **** I..
Parts 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 ***assins, I got no passion
I got no patience
And I hate waitin..Hoe get yo' *** in
And let's RI-I-I-I-I-IDE check em out now
RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, yeah
And let's RI-I-I-I-I-IDE check em out now
RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, 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
Yo yo yo, 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
……
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
Cause we be, big pimpin, spendin G's
And we be, big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
Cause we be, big pimpin in P.A.T.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B..
Uhh.. smokin out, throwin 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, ***** I can't **** witch'all
If I wasn't rappin baby, I would still be ridin Mercedes
Chromin shinin sippin daily, no rest until whitey pay me
Uhhh, now what y'all know bout them Texas boys