Pimpin & Robbin lyrics

[Intro]
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (Yeah)

[Chorus: 211]
Pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (b*tch)
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (b*tch)
Pim-pim-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (b*tch)
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (b*tch)
Pimpin' and robb-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (b*tch)
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (b*tch)
Pim-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (b*tch)
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (b*tch)

[Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp, 211 & DJ Paul]
Pimp them sl*ts, break them hoes, ridin' clean, smoke your dope
Dipped in gold on them Vogues, evidence that I'm chargin' hoes
Bonin', conin', players only catch this game that I spit
Player hatin' n*ggas we smoke, my pretty boy smile don't joke
We scope, my .44 under the crush, don't you bite the dust, f*ckin' with us
(n*ggas with grenades, we blow your block up, b*tch)
But I don't get into that gangster sh*t, I relax like a pimpin' mack
Hizzo trizzack jumpin' (Income means ends come in)
The skinny n*gga in the house, breakin' b*tches down
When I drown, left her by the field, smokin' on a mack spliff
Chokin', coughin', locin', talkin' crazy to my b*tch
I'm walkin' with a limp, with my cane
Spittin' that game, makin' stangs, gimisum
Mane, I'm f*cked up, player
Then why you ridin' clean?
Frontin' n*ggas kills me, fakin' like they heavy
If you ain't makin' stangs, sell me all your jewelry
I'm outtie, my shortie is clean with them hammer thangs
My n*gga Ricky, dipped in gold
Sho' nuff, rollin' mean, we
[Chorus: 211]
Pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (b*tch)
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (b*tch)
Pimpin' and robb-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (b*tch)
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (b*tch)
Pim-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (b*tch)
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (b*tch)
Pim-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (b*tch)
Ain't no money, ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (b*tch)
Pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks

[Verse 2: 211 & DJ Paul]
Give me somethin', b*tch, Im talkin' 'bout dollar signs
Look here, ho, I don't wanna f*ck, here's a buck, with a buck, buck, buck
I'm shootin' them game, to light that ass up
Let's play a game, called pimpin' and robbin'
Mobbin', pimpin' ain't never stoppin'
Leanin' to the curb, slam goes my car door
Nothin' behind my head, but a bumpin' system
And a few of my hoes, drop me off some cheese
Hit 'em with somethin' to keep 'em pretty
Groupie, droopie, drawed ass b*tches, don't act saditty
Find you a trick and break him down, and trick another little treat
If my ends don't meet, b*tch, you get your ass beat
Swisher Sweets, spliff, get a whiff of that Indo blast
Rims gleamin' on the pavement, catchin' eyes as I pass
Downin' some Hennessy, a friend of me is some money, though
Pimp-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks
Romance with no finance is a nuisance, f*ck that honey, though
Pimpin' and robbin' and—
Droppin' bombs, packin' tones from players to killers and macks
Skull peelers, rollin', ho pullin' (Motherf*cker)
Can you buy that?
[Chorus: 211]
Robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (b*tch)
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (b*tch)
Pimpin' and robb-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (b*tch)
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that ho-money (b*tch)
Pimpin' and robbin' and-pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' them suckers like ducks (b*tch)