This is a song about "Pimpin"

Pimpin' this shit up, hittin' ho's, yet respect for my momma.

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

I go pimpin every night like shaq

Got my pimpin game like im the money mike in the town.

Then start barkin' loud 'til the neighbors wanna calm you down

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

You thought i was done i'm not finished pimpin'