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P.I.M.P.
50 Cent Lyrics


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I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P (now, shorty)

Now shorty, she in the club, she dancin' for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her 'cause they want her
I spit a little G, man, and my game got her
A hour later have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear sayin' they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar tryna get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me 'cause I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga tryna holla 'cause I want some head
I'm that nigga tryna holla 'cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch, hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid
Look, baby, this is simple, you can't see
You fuckin' with me, you fuckin' with a P-I-M-P

I don't know what you heard about me (woo)
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin 'P-I-M-P

I'm 'bout my money, you see, girl, you can holla at me
If you fuckin' with me, I'm a P-I-M-P
Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair, bitch, I'm a P-I-M-P
Come get money with me if you curious to see
How it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch come TV
From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P
Girl, we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, girl, we could have it all
We could really splurge, girl, and tear up the mall
If ever you needed someone I'm the one you should call
I'll be there to pick you up if ever you should fall
If you got problems I can solve 'em, they big or they small
That other nigga you be with ain't 'bout shit
I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, bitch

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P

I told you fools before, I stay with the tools
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holla at a ho 'til I got a bitch confused
She got on Payless, me? I got on gator shoes
I'm shoppin' for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper
Man, this ho you can have her, when I'm done I ain't gon' keep her
Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin' know
This ain't a secret, you ain't gotta keep it on the low
Bitch, choose on me, I'll have you strippin' in the street
Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat
Now Niki my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread
The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head
Get your ho out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch
'Cause I need four TVs and AMGs for the six
Ho make a pimp rich, I ain't payin', bitch
Catch a date, suck a dick, shit, trick

I don't know what you heard about me (yeah)
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me (woo)
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see (uh-huh)
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P

I don't know what you heard about me (uh-huh)
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me (yeah)
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P

Yeah, in Hollywood they say, "There's no business like show business"
In the hood they say, "There's no business like ho business", you know?
They say I talk a little fast, but if you listen a little faster
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, bitch
Hahaha, yeah

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to 50 Cent's song “P.I.M.P” revolves around 50 Cent's life as a pimp and the women he deals with in the process. The song is the acronym for “Power In Making Profit". The song is a classic rap anthem that focuses on the indulgences of luxury cars and high-end clothing, but at the same time, the lyrics depict a story of the mistreatment and objectification of women. The lyrics portray how 50 Cent’s character, a pimp, sees women as a means of making profits and asserts how he will not let any woman use his charm and musical success to extort him in any way.


The lyrics also discuss how 50 Cent's character is always about his money, and women should only approach him if they are ready to indulge in his lifestyle or do business with him. The verses, “If you wanna get a sip, you gotta get a grip. And don't waste my time with that broke-ass shit," show how the rapper has zero tolerance for broke women who cannot afford the lifestyle he offers, underlining their inferiority to him.


In summary, the lyrics of 50 Cent's "P.I.M.P" are about 50 Cent's experiences and the treatment of women within the music industry by exploiting them for financial gain.


Line by Line Meaning

I don't know what you heard about me
I am not aware of the rumors spread about me


But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
Women cannot take advantage of me financially


No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
I don't flaunt my money through expensive cars or hairstyles


That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I am a successful pimp and proud of it


(now, shorty)
Attention is now being focused on a particular woman, referred to as 'shorty'


Now shorty, she in the club, she dancin' for dollars
Shorty is performing in the club for money


She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
She has a strong desire for high-end fashion brands


That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
She has a preference for luxurious fashion brands


She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her 'cause they want her
She provides them with impossible fantasies to aspire towards, which they pay her for, as they desire her


I spit a little G, man, and my game got her
My gangster talk has enticed her


A hour later have that ass up in the Ramada
An hour later, she is in the hotel room with me


Them trick niggas in her ear sayin' they think about her
Other men are trying to entice her and say they are thinking of her


I got the bitch by the bar tryna get a drink up out her
I have taken her to the bar and am trying to get her drunk


She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She is attracted to my looks, mannerisms, and speech


She from the country, think she like me 'cause I'm from New York
She is from the countryside and thinks that the fact I am from New York is attractive


I ain't that nigga tryna holla 'cause I want some head
I am not trying to talk to her just to get oral sex


I'm that nigga tryna holla 'cause I want some bread
I am trying to talk to her because I want money


I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
I am not concerned about her sexual performance


Bitch, hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid
Go sell yourself, find clients, and bring me the money


Look, baby, this is simple, you can't see
The truth is simple, but you don't understand it


You fuckin' with me, you fuckin' with a P-I-M-P
If you deal with me, you are dealing with a pimp


I'm 'bout my money, you see, girl, you can holla at me
I am all about making money, so if you want to get involved, come talk to me


Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
I am not like the representation of pimps people see on TV, and I don't spend money on extravagant things


Head full of hair, bitch, I'm a P-I-M-P
I may have all my hair, but I am still a pimp


Come get money with me if you curious to see
If you want to learn how to make money as a prostitute, come work with me


How it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
What it is like being with a pimp


Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch come TV
We can ride around in my Mercedes and watch TV in the backseat


From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P
Even from the backseat of my car, I am still a pimp


Girl, we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball
We can celebrate and enjoy ourselves with some champagne


We could toast to the good life, girl, we could have it all
We can make a toast to living luxuriously and having everything we want


We could really splurge, girl, and tear up the mall
We can go all out and spend all our money at the mall


If ever you needed someone I'm the one you should call
If you ever need someone to rely on, I am the one you should contact


I'll be there to pick you up if ever you should fall
I will be there to help you if you ever find yourself in trouble


If you got problems I can solve 'em, they big or they small
I can solve any problem, no matter the size or complexity


That other nigga you be with ain't 'bout shit
The other man you are seeing is worthless and not worth your time


I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, bitch
I am your friend, father figure, and confidant


I told you fools before, I stay with the tools
I have mentioned before that I carry weapons


I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I own a Benz, have some stylish car rims, and wear jewelry


I holla at a ho 'til I got a bitch confused
I nag at a ho until she is unsure of what to do next


She got on Payless, me? I got on gator shoes
She is wearing cheap shoes from Payless, while I am wearing alligator shoes


I'm shoppin' for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper
I am shopping for chinchilla fur coats, which are cheaper in the summer


Man, this ho you can have her, when I'm done I ain't gon' keep her
You can have this prostitute when I am done with her


Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin' know
Prostitutes are temporary and every pimp knows this


This ain't a secret, you ain't gotta keep it on the low
This is not a secret and you don't have to keep it hidden


Bitch, choose on me, I'll have you strippin' in the street
Choose me as your pimp, and I will have you stripping in public


Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat
If you disrespect my other prostitutes, you will be physically punished


Now Niki my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread
Niki is my top prostitute, who always brings me money


The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head
The previous man she was involved with punched her in the head and caused her to need stitches


Get your ho out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch
If your prostitute disobeys my rules, I will punish her


'Cause I need four TVs and AMGs for the six
I need four TVs and AMG Mercedes-Benz models for my group of prostitutes


Ho make a pimp rich, I ain't payin', bitch
Prostitutes make me rich and I'm not paying them


Catch a date, suck a dick, shit, trick
Go find clients, perform oral sex, and con them out of their money


Yeah, in Hollywood they say, "There's no business like show business"
In Hollywood, people say that show business is the best business


In the hood they say, "There's no business like ho business", you know?
In the ghetto, people say that the prostitution business is the best business


They say I talk a little fast, but if you listen a little faster
People may think I talk quickly, but if they pay close attention they can understand me


I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, bitch
I don't have to adjust my speech for you to understand me, you just need to listen better


Hahaha, yeah
Laughing while ending the song




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Brandon Anthony Parrott, Curtis James Jackson, Denaun M. Porter

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