Pimp Juice

One pound for the house, that's all we need baby Just one for the house (oh, oh, oh), c'mon Pimp juice, whoo-ooh 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 really) Not my pimp juice, I'm talkin' her pimp juice 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, '74, Coupe DeVille With the power seats, leather, wood on my wheel One-touch sunroof (whoo), leave it alone Hoes see it can't believe it, "It's goin' back on its own" Ooh, that's how we do it baby (Every day like this?) Seven days I tell you 365 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 - 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 ya? You really wanna put your feet on my rug, don't ya? You're in a hurry (slow down) and I might let ya touch it You ain't from Russia, so - why you rushin'? She want my, pimp juice whoo-ooh 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, for real) Not my pimp juice, I'm talkin' her pimp juice I think I need to cut her loose (I should cut her loose, but I haven't) Yes I do, yes I do Now I'm clean as a whistle (yeah) sharp as a razor (aha) In anything from Timberland to Gaines Now listen, I play the haters (ooh) like they should be played And uh, I lay 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 Luciana ain't a problem for poppa That's all you want then baby girl I'ma holla 'Cause you wanna put your feet on my rug, don't ya? You really wanna put your feet on my rug, don't ya? 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' She like my, pimp juice whoo-ooh 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' her pimp juice I think I need to cut her loose (I need to take this time to explain to you exactly What the 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 - got the pimp juice too Come to think about it - dirty, they got more than we do They got more - juice in they talk, got more juice in they walk They got more - juice in they pants, (oh God damn) I tell you man it's a cryin' shame How people use, the juice in vain, you hear me Maine Pimp juice is color-blind You find it work on all color creeds and kinds From ages 50 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 ya? You really wanna put your feet on my rug, don't ya? You're in a hurry (slow down) - I got all night Matter fact, stand on my left boo, I know you ain't right You want my, pimp juice whoo-ooh 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' her pimp juice (whoo) I think I need to cut her loose Yes I do, yes I do Ah, ooh, ooh, ooh My juice, my juice, she wants the juice now My juice, my juice she wants my pimp juice My juice, my juice she wants my juice now My juice, my juice, she wants my pimp juice (ooh)