Believe In Me

[Intro: Ivory P.] Say bitch, you know what I'm talking 'bout Aye, if you gon' believe in something, why not believe in us? You know what I'm talking 'bout, this Mr. Ivory P You know what I'm talking 'bout, something very young active and attractive Ready to be elected, its elected ya' dig by a bad bitch Yeah lets go to the moon and form the stars on the way ho You know what I'm talking 'bout, that's for real ya' dig Yeah Mr. Ivory P., a pimp said that ho you know what I'm talking 'bout for real You either gonna go fast or slow bitch you know what I'm talking 'bout Aye and I want a ho you know what I'm saying with a turban ass like kin' said ya' dig [Verse 1: Pimp C] I just knocked your ho give up her clothes, it's gone If I was a mother fucking band, I'd be a baritone If I was a mother fucking car I be a Phantom stretch I got a 850 Benz, they ain't made that bitch yet Left the money with the dealer, come out I'm a get it You say that you a baller, but you leasing your rent Leaning, scheming, sinning, you need the lord So when I’m in front you, she think she speaking to a God Ain't indecisive but a ten percenter The girl tired of losing so she choosing a winner Grip so much wood bitch my hand got a splinter Call my bottle told 'em guess whose coming for dinner? She said who? I said a horse like you To suck her pussy out, no dick 'til she drop it out Push it out big money stay drug free If you gon' believe in something bitch believe in me [Chorus: Pimp C] If you gon' believe in something, well well well, why not believe in me Pimp game never die, live to tell the truth even when I tell a lie If you gon' believe in something, well well well, why not believe in me Cause I'm ice cold, bend over let me see it, don't touch your toes [Verse 2: Cory Mo] Please believe it, if I said it, I meant it I keep it pimping at all times, you with it, I'm with it The windows be tinted, them 4's be spinning over the speed limit It's Cory Mo, where the dro at my nigga? I ain't tripping [Verse 3: Hezeleo] It's easily on the high rise Nigga we trill, give a fuck about the rest of you guys I'm a truth around yonder I'm flipping the Benz, while you flipping in yo' baby-mama's Honda I'm a O.G bonafide, old school so cool Sock it to a bitch and make it stick like soul food If it ain't about the money then what we gon' do? If I teach you how to get it, could you bring me some money boo? [Verse 4: BankRoll Jones] Need a pimp bankroll, don't just take a application 365, ho ain't taking no vacation 24/7, I'm the man to dedication One of the few you should believe in me and early doctor patient [Chorus: Pimp C] [Verse 5: Young Toe] Take notes from this pimp shit But don't choke when my dick in your throat bitch I'm Young Toe aka wake a bitch quick Slash take a nigga bitch slash make her make me rich Peep swag ho, I'm a Pimp C like Chad ho Underdawg, young hogg, want some asshole It's UGK all day I want the purse first Gon' believe in the D, believe in T.O.E church [Verse 6: Doe B] Aye, aye Young B Doe keep two quarter piece, cross breeze Fresh braids, fresh shades, riding in something from cross seas From P.A to the Bay, I got some brain surgeons They'll get me 6 figures a year, so daddy stay flirting It's nothing close your eyes and see I'm still that nigga Your bitch chose me she follow me on Twitter You better get her 'fore I show you how I do 'em I bleed they ass dry and let my partners ride through 'em [Chorus: Pimp C] [Outro: Pimp C] Yeah and all these old fake ass pimp niggas up out here Nigga get yo' shit together, you know what I'm talking 'bout I remember one time mane, me and Good Game we at the track Mayne these niggas picked up they mother fucking hoes up mane You know what I'm talking 'bout And they hollering pimping around this mother fucker Nigga get your shit together boy, you mother fuckers ain't pimping Mane ya'll scared as a mother fucker mane Yeah, but these hoes believing in the truth around here You know what I'm talking 'bout bitch And we is the truth in and out the mother fucking booth 365 man I'm so mother fucking live bitch and high I can believe I can touch the got damn sky Yeah this ? ho you know what I'm talking 'bout And we got trophies to prove it in this mother fucker mane