Released: November 25, 1994
Featuring: 211 Kingpin Skinny Pimp
Songwriter: 211 Kingpin Skinny Pimp
Producer: Juicy J DJ Paul
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that hoe money
[Hook x4]
Pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' these suckas like ducks, bitch
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that hoe money
[Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Pimp them sluts, break them hoes
Ride clean, smoke your dope
Dipped in gold on them Vogues
Ever since that I'm chargin' hoes
Bonin', conin', playas only catch this game that I spit
Playa hatin' niggas we smoke
My pretty boy smile don't joke
We scope, my .44 under the crush
Don't you bite the dust, fuckin' with us
Niggas, leave your name on your block up bitch
But I don't get into that gangsta shit
I relax like a pimp and mack
Hit them trizacks jumpin' (Income means fiends coming)
The skinny nigga in the house, breakin' bitches down
When I drive in the Bonneville, smokin' on a match
We chokin', talkin', loc'in', talkin' crazy to my bitch
I'm walkin' with a limp, with my cane
Spittin' that game, makin' stangs
Give me some! (Mane, I'm fucked up playa)
That's why you ridin' clean
Frontin' niggas 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 nigga Rickie, dipped in gold, sho' nuff rollin' that weed
[Hook x4]
Pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' these suckas like ducks, bitch
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that hoe money
[Verse 2: 211]
Give me somethin' bitch, I'm talkin' about dollar signs
Look here ho, I don't wanna fuck, ? but a buck, buck, buck
A shootin' gangsta, 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 bitches, don't act siddity
Find you a trick and break him down
And keep him no. 1 chewer
If my ends don't meet, bitch you get your ass beat
Swisher Sweets, spliff, get a whiff of that Indo blast
Rims gleamin' on the pavement, catchin' eyes when I pass
Downin' some Hennessy
A friend of me is some money though
Romance with no finance is a nuisance, fuck that honey tho'
Droppin' bombs, packin' tones for playas to killaz and macks
Skull peelaz, rollin', ho pullin', muthafucka, can you buy that?
[Hook x4]
Pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' these suckas like ducks, bitch
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that hoe money
[Hook x4]
Pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' these suckas like ducks, bitch
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that hoe money
[Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Pimp them sluts, break them hoes
Ride clean, smoke your dope
Dipped in gold on them Vogues
Ever since that I'm chargin' hoes
Bonin', conin', playas only catch this game that I spit
Playa hatin' niggas we smoke
My pretty boy smile don't joke
We scope, my .44 under the crush
Don't you bite the dust, fuckin' with us
Niggas, leave your name on your block up bitch
But I don't get into that gangsta shit
I relax like a pimp and mack
Hit them trizacks jumpin' (Income means fiends coming)
The skinny nigga in the house, breakin' bitches down
When I drive in the Bonneville, smokin' on a match
We chokin', talkin', loc'in', talkin' crazy to my bitch
I'm walkin' with a limp, with my cane
Spittin' that game, makin' stangs
Give me some! (Mane, I'm fucked up playa)
That's why you ridin' clean
Frontin' niggas 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 nigga Rickie, dipped in gold, sho' nuff rollin' that weed
[Hook x4]
Pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' these suckas like ducks, bitch
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that hoe money
[Verse 2: 211]
Give me somethin' bitch, I'm talkin' about dollar signs
Look here ho, I don't wanna fuck, ? but a buck, buck, buck
A shootin' gangsta, 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 bitches, don't act siddity
Find you a trick and break him down
And keep him no. 1 chewer
If my ends don't meet, bitch you get your ass beat
Swisher Sweets, spliff, get a whiff of that Indo blast
Rims gleamin' on the pavement, catchin' eyes when I pass
Downin' some Hennessy
A friend of me is some money though
Romance with no finance is a nuisance, fuck that honey tho'
Droppin' bombs, packin' tones for playas to killaz and macks
Skull peelaz, rollin', ho pullin', muthafucka, can you buy that?
[Hook x4]
Pimpin' and robbin' and droppin' these suckas like ducks, bitch
Ain't no money comin' quicker than that hoe money
more tracks from the album
From the album
- Smoked Out, Loced Out (1994)
Three 6 Mafia popular songs
- Sippin’ on Some Syrup
- Stay Fly
- Late Nite Tip
- It’s Hard Out Here for a Pimp
- Poppin’ My Collar
- Live by Yo Rep (Bone Dis)
- Ridin’ n’ tha Chevy
- Playa Hataz
- Walk Up to Your House
- Mystic Stylez
- Some Bodies Gonna Get It (Mark Henry)
- Slob on My Knob (Pt. II)
- Porno Movie
- Break da Law “95”
- Lick My Nuts
- Now I’m High, Really High
- Da Summa
- Who Run It
- Where’s da Bud
- Baby Mama
- Fuckin’ wit Dis Click
- Mask and da Glock (Victim of a Drive-By)
- Anyone Out There
- Tear da Club Up