Big Pimpin Acordes

	  
Intro 
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E 
Uh, uh uh uh 
It's big pimpin baby (thats right) 
B 
It's big pimpin, spendin G's 
Feel me uh-huh uhh, uh-huh 
E 
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah 
B 
Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah 


Verse 
E 
You know I thug 'em, fuck 'em, love 'em, leave 'em 
Cause I don't fuckin' need 'em 
B 
Take 'em out the hood, keep 'em lookin' good 
But I don't fuckin' feed 'em 
E 
First time they fuss I'm breezin' 
Talkin' about, "What's the reasons?" 
B 
I'm a pimp in every sense of the word 
Bitch, better trust and believe 'em 
E 
In the cut where I keep 'em 
'Til I need a nut, 'til I need to beat the guts 
B 
Then it's "beep beep" and I'm pickin' them up 
Let 'em play with the dick in the truck 
E 
Many chicks wanna put Jigga's fists in cuffs 
Divorce him and split his bucks 
B 
Just because you got good head 
I'ma break bread, so you can be livin' it up? 
E 
Shit, I part with nothin', y'all be frontin' 
Me give my heart to a woman? 
B 
Not for nothin', never happen; I'll be forever mackin' 
E 
Heart cold as assassins, I got no passion 
B 
I got no patience and I hate waitin' 
Ho, get your ass in and let's ride! 


E 
We doin' big pimpin', we spendin' cheese 
B 
Check 'em out now, big pimpin' on B.L.A.D.'s 
E 
We doin' big pimpin' up in N.Y.C. 
B 
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B 


verse 2 
E 
Nigga, it's the big Southern rap impresario 
Comin' straight up out the black barrio 
B 
Makes a mill' up off a sorry ho 
Then sit back and peep my sce-nahr-i-o 
E 
Oops, my bad, that's "my scenario" 
No, I can't fuck a scary ho 
B 
Now every time, every place, everywhere we go 
Hoes start pointin', they say: "There he go!" 
E 
Now these motherfuckers know we carry mo' 
Heat than a little bit 
B 
We don't pull it out over little shit 
And if you catch a lick when I spit Then it won't be a little hit 
E 
Go read a book, you illiterate son of a bitch! 
And step up your vocab! 
B 
Don't be surprised if your ho stab out with me 
And you see us comin' down on yo' SLAB 
E 
Livin' ghetto-fabulous, so mad, you just can't take it 
B 
But nigga if you hatin' I 
Then you wait while I get your bitch butt-naked 
E 
Just break it; you gotta pay like you weigh 
Wet with two pairs of clothes on 
B 
Now get yo' ass to the back as I'm flyin' to the track 
Timbaland, let me spit my prose on 
E 
Pump it up in the pro-zone 
That's the track that we breakin' these hoes on 
B 
Ain't the track that we flows on 
But when shit get hot then the Glock start poppin' like ozone 
E 
We keep hoes crunk like Trigger-man 
For real, it don't get no bigger, man 
B 
Don't trip, let's flip, gettin' throwed on the flip 
Gettin' blowed with the motherfuckin' Jigga Man, fool! 


 
E 
We be big pimpin', spendin' cheese 
B 
We be big pimpin' on B.L.A.D.'s 
E 
We be big pimpin' down in P.A.T. 
B 
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B 


verse 3 
E 
Smokin' out, pourin' up 
Keepin' lean up in my cup 
B 
All my car got leather and wood 
In my hood we call it "buck" 
E 
Everybody wanna ball 
Holla at broads at the mall 
B 
If he up, watch him fall 
Nigga, I can't fuck with y'all 
E 
If I wasn't rappin', baby 
I would still be ridin' Mercedes 
B 
Comin' down and sippin' daily 
No record 'til whitey pay me 
E 
Uhhh, now what y'all know about them Texas boys? 
B 
Comin' down in candied toys 
Smokin' weed and talkin' noise 


 
E 
We be big pimpin', spendin' cheese 
B 
We be big pimpin' on B.L.A.D.'s 
E 
We be big pimpin' down in P.A.T. 
B 
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B 


verse 4 
E 
On the canopy, my stamina be 
Enough for Pamela Anderson Lee 
B 
MTV jam of the week 
Made my money quick, then back to the streets 
E 
But still sittin' on blades, sippin' that Ray 
Standin' on the corner of my block, hustlin' 
B 
Still gettin' that cane 
Half what I paid slippin' right through customs 
E 
It'll sell by night, its egg shell white 
B 
I got so many grams, if the man find out 
It will land me in jail for life 
E 
But I'm still big pimpin', spendin' cheese 
With Bun B, Pimp C, and Timothy 
B 
We got bitches in the back of the truck 
Laughin' it up, Jigga Man: that's what's up! 



E 
We be big pimpin', spendin' cheese 
B 
We be big pimpin' on B.L.A.D.'s 
E 
We be big pimpin' down in P.A.T. 
B 
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B