That's Right
That's right
Right, right, right
I know you love me, I'm like a habit
But if you had a million dollars, could I have it?
If I was broke and starvin', would you feed me?
If I drove a big car, would you see me?
While I'm foldin' yo' money in half
If you was holdin' on down to yo' last
You know I need it, everything you got
I gotta get it, or we'll never see the top
If it was a Happy Meal or a half-a-mill
It's the same thing, baby, that's real
Don't matter if you're holdin' out, no doubt
If you fuckin' Ludacris bitch, Rollin' Out
With a Chinese name, Won Gone
Pack yo' bags and get the fuck on
It's understandable, why I do what I do
Gettin' money every day, and I'm still comin' through, right
I'm a woman that'll hold you down
When the other ones can't be found, that's right
I'm a woman that'll keep you rich
When the others want you to trick, that's right
I need team players to roll with
Get down with an O.G., knowin' it
Would you mix Hennessy with Tanqueray?
Let me fuck yo' best friend every day
Would you walk from Compton to Hollywood
From Richmond to Oakland, I got it good
From the Soul Train Awards to the Grammys
From New York City to Miami
If I went to jail, would you bail me out?
If I went through hell, would you help me out?
Get a king and have better things
Sell your grandmomma's wedding ring
Unconditional love, would you donate yo' kidneys?
I wanna know how much would you give me
Let my dawg hit it, matter fact let us all get it
Break somethin' off on it, right
I'm a woman that'll hold you down
When the other ones can't be found, that's right
I'm a woman that'll keep you rich
When the others want you to trick, that's right
I woke up one day in the ATL
With a pocket full of money, feelin' way too real
Thinkin' 'bout what happened 'fore I went to sleep
I'd be broke if it wasn't for the pimp in me
Read my mind, I want what you got
Top down, girl, bumpin' Tupac
You got too much money in your freak pants
That's why I keep my ladies in a deep trance
From January to December
She can't remember, her mind's in a blender
Wake up in the back of a Caddy
Don't even know who's your momma or your daddy
The name is Too $hort
I'm addictive like Newports, but of course
You can fight the feelin' if you want to
But this game might come back to haunt you, right
I'm a woman that'll hold you down
When the other ones can't be found, that's right
I'm a woman that'll keep you rich
When the others want you to trick, that's right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Pimpin' Ken dot Com, yeah, that's right, baby
I say if you mess wit' me, you gotta be awake
KB no square, you know what I'm talkin' about?
'Cause if you's a square, I'ma cut the squares obviously
You makin' 'round and put the dollar on the blender (that's right)
It make you bow down to the Milwaukee and ugly and proud
I'm talkin' about, what would you do?
Would you quit joe-jacking and get a pill from under the stockings
I mean, what would you do? Would you do more hoeing than tippy-toeing
Would you do more hoeing than Lauren? (That's right)
Or would you do like my nigga, fatherly advice say, when it say
Or you gon' 'cause some specific ocean in slow motion, come back to a pill portion?
Or would you do like my nigga Stone say, you understand?
"Would you have the nerve for the cord?" Or like my little guy Diontae say, you understand? (That's right)
"Would you sell a coochie by the gram," and let 'em know that Pimpin' Ken is who I am?
I mean, would you put some wheels on your heels and roller skate, you understand
To the track and let 'em know, that what Pimpin' Ken got famous at
I mean, what would you do? What would you do, baby, you understand?
I mean, you understand? Would you go up in snake pimp, get bit, you understand
By Pimpin' Ken and shit? I mean, what would you do?
Would you work, work, work until that coochie hoes cock, you understand?
Would you like to know that Pimpin' Ken is the best to ever did it and got away with it
Would you like to know that Pimpin' Ken is puttin' wigs on pigs, you understand?
And wash up gig, would you like to know that Pimpin' Ken has even made cutie put in doodle
Right, right, right
I know you love me, I'm like a habit
But if you had a million dollars, could I have it?
If I was broke and starvin', would you feed me?
If I drove a big car, would you see me?
While I'm foldin' yo' money in half
If you was holdin' on down to yo' last
You know I need it, everything you got
I gotta get it, or we'll never see the top
If it was a Happy Meal or a half-a-mill
It's the same thing, baby, that's real
Don't matter if you're holdin' out, no doubt
If you fuckin' Ludacris bitch, Rollin' Out
With a Chinese name, Won Gone
Pack yo' bags and get the fuck on
It's understandable, why I do what I do
Gettin' money every day, and I'm still comin' through, right
I'm a woman that'll hold you down
When the other ones can't be found, that's right
I'm a woman that'll keep you rich
When the others want you to trick, that's right
I need team players to roll with
Get down with an O.G., knowin' it
Would you mix Hennessy with Tanqueray?
Let me fuck yo' best friend every day
Would you walk from Compton to Hollywood
From Richmond to Oakland, I got it good
From the Soul Train Awards to the Grammys
From New York City to Miami
If I went to jail, would you bail me out?
If I went through hell, would you help me out?
Get a king and have better things
Sell your grandmomma's wedding ring
Unconditional love, would you donate yo' kidneys?
I wanna know how much would you give me
Let my dawg hit it, matter fact let us all get it
Break somethin' off on it, right
I'm a woman that'll hold you down
When the other ones can't be found, that's right
I'm a woman that'll keep you rich
When the others want you to trick, that's right
I woke up one day in the ATL
With a pocket full of money, feelin' way too real
Thinkin' 'bout what happened 'fore I went to sleep
I'd be broke if it wasn't for the pimp in me
Read my mind, I want what you got
Top down, girl, bumpin' Tupac
You got too much money in your freak pants
That's why I keep my ladies in a deep trance
From January to December
She can't remember, her mind's in a blender
Wake up in the back of a Caddy
Don't even know who's your momma or your daddy
The name is Too $hort
I'm addictive like Newports, but of course
You can fight the feelin' if you want to
But this game might come back to haunt you, right
I'm a woman that'll hold you down
When the other ones can't be found, that's right
I'm a woman that'll keep you rich
When the others want you to trick, that's right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Pimpin' Ken dot Com, yeah, that's right, baby
I say if you mess wit' me, you gotta be awake
KB no square, you know what I'm talkin' about?
'Cause if you's a square, I'ma cut the squares obviously
You makin' 'round and put the dollar on the blender (that's right)
It make you bow down to the Milwaukee and ugly and proud
I'm talkin' about, what would you do?
Would you quit joe-jacking and get a pill from under the stockings
I mean, what would you do? Would you do more hoeing than tippy-toeing
Would you do more hoeing than Lauren? (That's right)
Or would you do like my nigga, fatherly advice say, when it say
Or you gon' 'cause some specific ocean in slow motion, come back to a pill portion?
Or would you do like my nigga Stone say, you understand?
"Would you have the nerve for the cord?" Or like my little guy Diontae say, you understand? (That's right)
"Would you sell a coochie by the gram," and let 'em know that Pimpin' Ken is who I am?
I mean, would you put some wheels on your heels and roller skate, you understand
To the track and let 'em know, that what Pimpin' Ken got famous at
I mean, what would you do? What would you do, baby, you understand?
I mean, you understand? Would you go up in snake pimp, get bit, you understand
By Pimpin' Ken and shit? I mean, what would you do?
Would you work, work, work until that coochie hoes cock, you understand?
Would you like to know that Pimpin' Ken is the best to ever did it and got away with it
Would you like to know that Pimpin' Ken is puttin' wigs on pigs, you understand?
And wash up gig, would you like to know that Pimpin' Ken has even made cutie put in doodle
Credits
Writer(s): James Phillips, Todd Anthony Shaw
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