Jay‐Z feat. UGK Big Pimpin' Lyrics

Vol. 3... Life and Times of S. Carter Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Hova Song (intro)
  • 2 So Ghetto
  • 3 Do It Again (Put Ya Hands Up)
  • 4 Dope Man
  • 5 Things That U Do
  • 6 It's Hot (Some Like It Hot)
  • 7 Snoopy Track
  • 8 S. Carter
  • 9 Pop 4 Roc
  • 10 Watch Me
  • 11 Big Pimpin'
  • 12 There's Been a Murder
  • 13 Come and Get Me
  • 14 NYMP
  • 15 Hova Song (outro)
  • 16 Anything / Jigga My Nigga / Girl's Best Friend
  • Uh, uh uh uh
    It's big pimpin baby
    It's big pimpin, spendin G's
    Feel me uh-huh uhh, uh-huh
    Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah
    Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah

    You know I thug em, **** em, love em, leave em
    Cause I don't ****in' need em
    Take em out the hood, keep em lookin' good
    But I don't ****in' feed em
    First time they fuss I'm breezin'
    Talkin' bout, "What's the reasons?"
    I'm a pimp in every sense of the word, *****
    Better trust than believe em
    In the cut where I keep em
    'Til I need a nut, 'til I need to beat the guts
    Then it's, beep beep and I'm pickin' em up
    Let em play with the **** in the truck
    Many chicks want to put Jigga fist in cuffs
    Divorce him and split his bucks
    Just because you got good head, I'm a break bread
    So you can be livin' it up? **** I
    Parts with nothin', y'all be frontin'
    Me give my heart to a woman?
    Not for nothin', never happen
    I'll be forever mackin'
    Heart cold as ***assins, I got no passion
    I got no patience
    And I hate waitin'
    Hoe get yo' *** in
    And let's ride, check em out now
    Ride, yeah
    And let's ride check em out now
    Ride, yeah

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

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

    We be big pimpin' spendin' cheese
    We be big pimpin' on B.L.A.D.'s
    We be big pimpin' down in P.A.T.
    It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
    Cause we be big pimpin', spendin' cheese
    And we be big pimpin', on B.L.A.D.'s
    Cause we be big pimpin' in P.A.T.
    It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B *****

    Uh smokin' out, throwin' up, keepin' lean up in my cup
    All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck
    Everybody want to ball, holla at broads at the mall
    If he up, watch him fall, ***** I can't **** with y'all
    If I wasn't rappin' baby, I would still be ridin' Mercedes
    Chromin' shinin' sippin' daily, no rest until whitey pay me
    Uh now what y'all know bout them Texas boys
    Comin' down in candied toys, smokin' weed and talkin' noise

    We be big pimpin, spendin cheese
    We be big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
    We be big pimpin down in P.A.T.
    It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B
    Cause we be big pimpin, spendin' cheese
    And we be big pimpin, on B.L.A.D.'s
    Cause we be big pimpin in P.A.T.
    It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and Bun B *****

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