Pimp Juice
Nelly Lyrics


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One pound for the house
That's all we need, baby
Just one for the house (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
C'mon

Pimp juice, ooh-ooh-hoo
I think I need to let her loose (might think I need to let her loose)
Let her loose, let her loose
She only want me for my pimp juice (that's all she want me for f'real)
Not my pimp juice, I'm talkin' new pimp juice (woo)
I think I need to cut her loose (it's time for homegirl to recognize)
Yes I do, yes I do

I'm in that, seventy-four, Coupe DeVille
With the, power seats, leather, wood on my wheel
One-touch sunroof, but leave it alone
Hoes see it, can't believe it, "It's goin back on it's own"
Ooh, shit, that's how we do it, baby
"Every day like this?" Seven days
I tell you three-sixty-five
Winter, spring and fall, in the summer we ride
You actin' like you never seen it before
Like them country boys ain't got no dough
Bitch please, get in, but don't you slam that door
Dust your shoes off before you touch that floor

'Cause you wanna put your feet on my rug, don't cha?
You really wanna put your feet on my rug, don't cha?
You're in a hurry, slow down, and I might let you touch it
You ain't from Russia, so bitch, why you rushin'? She want my

Pimp juice, ooh-ooh-hoo
I think I need to let her loose
Let her loose, let her loose
She only want me for my pimp juice (that's all she want me for f'real)
Not my pimp juice, I'm talkin' new pimp juice (woo)
I think I need to cut her loose (I cut her lose 'fore that happen)
Yes I do, yes I do

Now I'm, clean as a whistle (yeah) sharp as a razor (uh-huh)
In anything from Timberland to Gators
Now listen, I play the haters (ooh) like they should be played
And uh, I love the ladies (ooh) like they should get laid
That's why I, I got my fade everybody had braids
And now they switchin' to fades and I'm thinkin' 'bout braids
Just an example of pimp juice jackin'
If we were hoopin', I'd be yellin, "They hackin"
I see you mama, through my Dolce Gabbana
Gucci and Prada, baby, I gotta lotta
The Luciana ain't a problem for papa
That's all you want then, baby girl, I'ma holla

'Cause you wanna put your feet on my rug, don't cha?
You really wanna put your feet on my rug, don't cha?
You're in a hurry, slow down, 'cause I don't like how you actin'
Treat you like you're from Milwaukee, send you Green Bay Packin' she like my

Pimp juice, ooh-ooh-hoo
I think I need to let her loose
Let her loose, let her loose
She only want me for my pimp juice
Not my pimp juice, I'm talkin' new pimp juice (I think I just)
I think I need to cut her loose (need to take this time and explain to 'em exactly)
(What pimp juice is)
Yes I do, yes I do

Uh, hear me out now
Now your pimp juice is anything, attract the opposite sex
It could be money, fame, or straight intellect
It don't matter, bitches got the pimp juice too
Come to think about it, dirty, they got mo' than we do
They got mo' juice in they talk, got mo' juice in they walk
They got mo' juice in they veins, ooh God damn
I tell you, man, it's a cryin' shame
How people use the juice in vain, you hear me mane
Pimp juice is color blind
You find it work on all color, creeds, and kinds
From ages fifty right down to nine
The Mayor of Nellyville and I won't resign
Watch me recline

'Cause you wanna put your feet on my rug, don't cha?
You really wanna put your feet on my rug, don't cha?
You're in a hurry, slow down, bitch, I got all night
Matter fact, stand on my left, boo, I know you ain't right
You want my (come on)

Pimp juice, ooh-ooh-hoo
I think I need to let her loose
Let her loose, let her loose
She only want me for my pimp juice
Not my pimp juice, I'm talkin' new pimp juice
I think I need to cut her loose
Yes I do, yes I do

My juice, my juice, she want the juice now
My juice, my juice, she want my pimp juice




My juice, my juice, she want my juice now
My juice, my juice, she want my pimp juice, ooh

Overall Meaning

In the song Pimp Juice, Nelly uses his signature Midwestern drawl to deliver lyrics that comment on the power dynamics of sex and wealth. Throughout the song, the chorus repeatedly references “pimp juice,” a slang term for any quality that helps someone attract sexual partners, whether that be money, fame, or confidence. Nelly explains that he was initially attracted to a woman who only wanted him for his “pimp juice,” but now realizes that he needs to “cut her loose.” He then provides a series of examples of men and women who use their “pimp juice” to attract sexual partners, emphasizing the universality of the concept.


In the first verse, Nelly describes his luxurious lifestyle, including a seventy-four Coupe DeVille with power seats and leather. He also warns the women in his life to slow down and be mindful of where they put their feet, highlighting how his status and wealth give him a sense of protectiveness over his possessions. In the second verse, Nelly once again emphasizes the ubiquity of “pimp juice,” explaining that women also have it and can use it to attract men. He then reflects on how the use of “pimp juice” can create power dynamics around sex and love.


Line by Line Meaning

One pound for the hoe, that's all we need baby
Just one for the hoes.. see'mon


Pimp juice - oooooooooh-ooooooooh-hoooooooo
I think I need to let it loose (might think I need to let it loose)


Let her loose, let her loooooose
She only want me for my pimp juice (that's all she want me for f'real)


Not my pimp juice, I'm talkin new pimp juice
I think I need to cut her loose (it's time for homegirl to recognize)


Yes I do, yes I doooooo-hoooo


I'm in that, seventy-four, Coupe DeVille
With the, power seats, leather, wood on my wheel


One-touch sunroof BUT leave it alone
Hoes see it can't believe it - "It's goin back on it's own"


Oooooooooooooooh, shit, that's how we do it baby
"Every day like this?" Seven dayy-ayyys


.. I tell you three-sixty-five
Winter spring and fall, in the summer we ride


You actin like you never seen it befo'
Like them country boys ain't got no dough


Bitch please - GET OUT - but don't you slam that do'
DUST YOUR SHOES OFF - befo' you touch that flo'


Cause you want to put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
You really want to put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?


You're in a hurry - SLOW DOWN - and I might letcha touch it
You ain't from Russia, so bitch why you rushing?


[Chorus] w/ minor variations


Now I'm - clean as a whistle (yeah) sharp as a razor (uh-huh)
In anythang from Timberland to Gaines


Now listen - I play the haters (ooh) like they should be played
And uhh - I love the ladies (ooh) like they should get laid


That's why I - I got my fade everybody had braids
And now they - switch to fades and I'm thinkin 'bout braids


Just an example of hoochieless jackin
If we were hoopin, I'd be yellin "They hackin"


I see you momma, in my Dolce Gabbana
Gucci and Prada baby I gotta lotta


The lucciana ain't a problem for poppa
That's all you want then baby girl I'ma holla


Cause you want to put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
You really want to put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?


You're in a hurry - SLOW DOWN - I don't like how you actin
Treat you like you're from Milwaukee, send you Green Bay Packin


[Chorus] w/ minor variations


(I think I just..


need to take this time and explain to 'em exactly..


what the pimp juice is)


Uh, hear me out now


Now your pimp juice is anything, attract the opposite sex
It could be money, fame, or straight intellect


It don't MATTER! Bitches got the pimp juice too
Come to think about it - dirty, they got more than we do


They got mo' - juice in they talk, got mo' juice in they walk
They got mo' - juice in they veins, OOH GOD DAMN!


I tell you man it's a cryin shame..
.. how people use, the juice in vein - you hear me mayne


Pimp juice is color blind
You find it work on all color creeds and kinds


From ages 50 right down to 9
The Mayor of Nellyville and I won't resign, watch me recline


Cause you want to put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
You really want to put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?


You're in a hurry - SLOW DOWN - bitch I got all night
Matter fact, stand on my left boo - I know you ain't right


[Chorus] w/ minor variations


[ad libs to end




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Bettye Jean Barnes Crutcher, Carl William Smith, Cornell Haynes

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Jamming this shit in my 75' Cadillac eldorodo convertible... Watching the necks snap

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