Pimp

I'm your only friend in this big city

I can make you wealthy if you'll listen to me, pretty

Well, I've got friends that can get you anything you need

But you won't need much, baby, if you just listen to me

When your bloodshot eyes see my twenty dollar tie

Put my hand in my pocket, baby, and I'll fish out a five spot

And then you buy yourself a drink, you might need two

Don't need to worry 'cause I know just what to do

Well, we'll use my car and my brain and, oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my

You won't feel nothing, baby, you'll be real high

When those bloodshot eyes see those twenty dollar thighs

I'll put my hand in your pocketbook and I'll slip out a twenty, honey

Can't you control your bitches?

Ain't you got no vision?

Can't you control your bitches?

Ain't you got no vision?

I was rappin' on the phone with a dude I know

Tell me your plan, you're gonna write your own show, you foolish thing

Baby, you're young and you're stupid and

I'm gonna shine it on, you know what I mean?

This is my town, those are my numbers and I'm directing this scene

And of all my chicks, I swear, you're the only one I've got plans for

We're gonna save that money, we'll

Get away, close that low-living door

Can't you control your bitches?

Ain't you got no vision?

Can't you control your bitches?

Ain't you got no vision?

Can't you control your bitches?

(Ain't you got no vision?)

(Ain't you got no vision?)

(Ain't you got no vision?)