Somebody Gotta Do It (Pimpin' Ain't Easy!!!)

My life style's crazy, I'm luxury lazy

So much gold that jewelry don't phase me

Cordless phone, eight or nine homes

Girlies on my Jammie with Ice-T Jones

Bank account boomin', fast lane zoomin'

Known around the world for my high post groomin'

Mac like a preacher, love like a teacher

Got a girl who lives in Paris, when I want her I beep her

Too many clothes, gotta rag top rolls

1000 Watt system and my speakers are Bose

I kick it like a champ, I thought you knew it

But pimpin' ain't easy but somebody gotta do it

My thumbs are tired just from countin' cash

No more room in my diamond stash

Filin' my nails is such a tirin' task

Gold knobs on my benzo dash

Five freaks just to comb my hair

Monograms on my underwear

Bodyguards around, so please, don't dare

You're takin' a chance if you just stop and stare

Livin' my life is just so hard to do

Makin' deals a million one or two

Buyin' new cars for my entire crew

Matching Ferrari's, E's black, mine's blue

Can't swim a lap in my pool 'cause it's just too long

Could never go broke because my banks too strong

No matter what I do, I simply can't go wrong and I'll make money

I don't need this damn song but somebody's gotta do it

Now when I walk in a joint, punks always look at me hard

Because I wear enough gold to tie a dog in a yard

Cold maxin' in my mansion so big it's silly

Got a butler named Humphrey and a maid named Milly

"Mink sheets on my bed", that's what I said

Gourmet chefs in my kitchen so that I can get fed

So tired of sailin' on my boat, I might just helicopter

To my jet and catch a midnight flight

So many girls in my book, it weighs a tonne

Gotta leave this damn country just to have some fun

Private suite at the track to watch the ponies run

And there ain't nothin' in the word that me an E ain't done

But somebody's gotta do it