This is Big Pimpin' baby, this is Big Pimpin' Spinach Cheese, feel me, uh, G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G You know I love them, love em, leave em, cause I don't need em Take em out the hood, keep em lookin' good, but I don't feed em First time they fuss, I'm breezin', talkin' bout what's the reason I'm a pimp in every sense of the word, better trust and believe em In the cut where I keep em, til I need it, til I need to be the guts dentist Beep beep and I'm pickin' em up, let em play with the truck Many chicks wanna put chicken fists in cups, divorce em and split his bucks Just because you got good, I'ma break bread so you can be livin' it up Hit off, pause for nothing, y'all be frontin', me give my heart to a woman Not for nothin', never happen, I be forever Mackin' Heart cold and assassins, I got no passion, I got no patience And I hate waitin', up, choke, and then let's rock Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Check em out now, rock Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah We rock And let's rock Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Check em out now Rock, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah We doin' Big pimpin', we spendin' cheese Check em out now Big pimpin' on VLADs We doin' Big pimpin' up in NYC It's just that Jigga, man, pimp, CMV, U&B Yo, yo, yo Big pimpin', spendin' cheese We doin' Big pimpin' on VLADs We doin' Big pimpin' up in NYC It's just that Jigga, man, pimp, CMV, U&B It's the Big Southern Rap Emphasario Comin' straight up out the Black Barrio Make Shamil up on Fasaro Sit back and be my scenario Oops, my bad, that's my scenario No, I can't f***in' scare a f***er Every time, every place, everywhere we go I point and they say, there he go Now these f***ers know we carry more heat than a lil' bitch We don't pull it out over lil' s*** And if you catch a lick when I spin, then it won't be a lil' hit Go read a book, you illiterate son of a f***er F up your vocab Don't be surprised if you're a f***er If I'm with me and you see us comin' down on your slab You can get so fabulous, so mad, you just can't take it But, f***, you hate how then you wait while I get your f***er naked Just break it You gotta play like you're way wet with two pairs of clothes on Now get your f***er back, there's a blast to the track Timberlands, you been spittin' my pros on Post it up in the pro zone That's the track that we breakin' these f***ers on Ain't the track that we flows on When we f***in' get hot, then the f***er pop it like ozone We keep the f***er like Trigger, man We really don't get no bigger, man Don't trip, let's slip, gettin' towed on a flippin' blow With a f***in' Jigga, man Big Pimpin', spinnin' cheese, we be Big Pimpin' on BLADs, we be Big Pimpin' on the PAT, it's just a Jigga, man Pimp C and B-U and B, cuz we be Big Pimpin', spinnin' cheese, and we be Big Pimpin' on BLADs, cuz we be Big Pimpin' in PAT, it's just a Jigga, man Pimp C and B-U and B, f***in' Smokin' ice, pourin' up, keepin' lean up in my cup All my cars got leather and wood in my hood, we call it Buck Everybody want a ball, holla at Brawls at the mall We be up, watchin' ball, I can't f***in' job If I wasn't rappin', baby, I would still be ridin' Mercedes Comin' down and shippin' daily, no record tell why they pay me Uh, now what y'all know about them Texas boys Comin' down to Candy Toys, smokin' f*** off and on Big Pimpin', spinnin' cheese, we be Big Pimpin' on BLADs, we be Big Pimpin' out in PAT, it's just a Jigga, man Pimp C and B-U and B, cuz we be Big Pimpin', spinnin' cheese, and we be Big Pimpin' on BLADs, cuz we be Big Pimpin' in PAT, it's just a Jigga, man Pimp C and B-U and B Big Pimpin' out in PAT, it's just a Jigga, man