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Coup, The - "Pimps"
Lyrics to Pimps : [Waiter] Fuck No! I aint got no Grey Poupon [woman] Well anyway, I said thats no burglar, thats my butler [[David Rockefeller[ ha ha ha ha ha ha [woman] Mr. Rockefeller, let me in on the gossip. I heard you and Mr. Getty are getting into rap music or something [David Rockefeller] Yes. We have this thing we do with our voices. We sing like authentic rappers [woman] Oh David, you must do it for us [David Rockefeller[ Well, if they can make this music more funky. Let me see if I can do my voice like those rappers. (clears voice) [David Rockefeller[ Here we go (clears voice) [David Rockefeller[ Here we (clears voice) [David Rockefeller[ Here we go [Boots doing David Rockefeller doing an authentic rapper] Well if your blind as Helen Kellar, you can see Im David Rockefeller So much cash, up in my bathroom is a Ready Teller Im outrageous, I work in stages Like syphilis, but no need for prophylactics Ima up you on some mean no mad shit Aint buff, but my green gots amino acid Keep my hos in check No rebellions, if your ass occur Shit, it wouldnt be the first time I done made a massacre, uh Nigger please how you figure these motherfuckers like me got stocks, bonds and securities No impurities, straight anglo-saxon when my family got they sex on Dont let me get my flex on Do some gansta shit make the army go to war for Exxon Long as the money flow, I be makin dough Welcome to my little pimp school How you gonna beat me at this game, I made the rules Flash a little cash, make you think you got class But you really sellin ass and ho keep off my grass less you cuttin it See Im running shit Trick All ya motherfuckers is simps, Im just a pimp I bump hos that wish yo time Son of a; Son of a bitch I bump hos that wish yo time Son of a; Son of a bitch I bump hos that wish yo time Son of a; Son of a bitch I bump hos that wish yo time Son of a; Son of a bitch [woman] That is so cute. John Paul why dont you entertain us with something as well [John Paul Getty] Well, what should I do' [woman] Why dont you rap for us' [John Paul Getty] N, no, no, no David Rockefeller] Come on old boy, I did mine. [woman] Its so... tribal. [John Paul Getty] Well, very well. [woman] Oh goody. [John Paul Getty] But hold my martini. I have to do those hand gestures. We will begin at the commencement of the next measure. [E-Roc doing John Paul Getty doing an authentic rapper] Not get ready, Im J.P. Getty Im tearin this shit up like confetti My money last longer than Everyready Aint nothing petty about cash, I never lose This is just like the stroll, but the hos dont choose I choose you No voodoo can hoo-do you From getting treated like a piece of a boo boo Who, do you think want them niggers that dont turn tricks' The no get ho in 94 was gettin 86d And all about those rebellions and riots and mishaps I go the po pos for they daily pimp slap The motherfucking gangsta rolling Fleetwood Caddy Im that mac ass already pimped his daddy Lay you out like linoleum floors Im gettin rich off petroleum wars Controlling you whores Makin you eat top ramen, while I eat shrimp Yall motherruckers is simps Im just a pimp I bump hos that wish yo time Son of a; Son of a bitch I bump hos that wish yo time Son of a; Son of a bitch I bump hos that wish yo time Son of a; Son of a bitch I bump hos that wish yo time Son of a; Son of a bitch [woman] Oh no, here he comes [David Rokefeller] Oh dont look at him [Donald Trump] Are you fellows rapping' I can do that reggie em or reggae type of thing you know [woman] Well actually we were just [Donald Trump] One, two, three and [' doing Donald Trump doing an authentic reggae DJ] Trump, trunk check out all the cash in all me trunk Trump, trunk check out all the cash in all me trunk Im Donald Trump me tell ya, ya might have heard about me How me last wife Ivana come and catch me money She want all, she want this, she wanting of fun X amount of this like they cant hear me Hold up ya hand if you love money Hold up ya hand if you love pigmy Gun partna psych gonna have to kill somebody see Because the money in my trunk they want to come get see I bump hos that wish yo time Son of a; Son of a bitch I bump hos that wish yo time Son of a; Son of a bitch I bump hos that wish yo time Son of a; Son of a bitch I bump hos that wish yo time Son of a; Son of a bitch [Donald Trump] Well how did you like that then' [woman] Well we really must be leaving you [David Rockefeller] Yes, yes, Donald it was smashing to see you again [Donald Trump] That was something I picked up in the property I have down in the Carribean [David Rockefeller] Oh Duvalier, yes I remember [Donald Trump] Why dont you stick around and Ill rap some more for you [David Rockefeller] No, I think I see Jackie, Oh Jackie, Jackie, ahh splendid to see you. He is really such a bore [thieves] Well look here motherfuckers we takin all this shit Yeah we are taking all these You besta come off up that coat we takin these [ Pimps Lyrics ]
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