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Video Karaoke Liedje P.I.M.P. - 50 Cent

Deze opname is een cover van P.I.M.P. beroemd gemaakt door 50 Cent

Inbegrepen indelingen:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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Het bestandsformaat CDG (ook wel genoemd CD+G or MP3+G) is geschikt voor de meeste karaokemachines. Het bevat een MP3-bestand plus de gesynchroniseerde tekst (Karaoke Versie verkoopt geen cd's, maar uitsluitend de digitale bestanden).

Het is mogelijk om zomaar MP4 bestanden op MAC OS X en Windows7 bij default af te spelen.
Als u Windows XP of Vista gebruikt, moet u gebruik maken van Windows Media Player 12.

Dit bestandsformaat is geschikt voor KaraFun Windows Player, gratis karaokesoftware. Daarmee kune je de achtergrondzang of de hoofdzang aan of uit zetten of de toonhoogte of het tempo bepalen.

Je aankoop maakt het mogelijk de video in alle formaten te downloaden zo vaak je wilt.

Over

Met achtergrondkoor (met of zonder achtergrondzang in de KFN-versie)

Tempo: variabel (rond 85 BPM)

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: E♭m

Tijdsduur: 04:34 - Preview aan: 01:10

EXPLICIETE TEKSTEN

Release datum: 2003
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, Engels
Originele schrijver: 50 cent, Kon Artis, Brandon Parrott

Alle beschikbare bestanden voor download zijn backing tracks, het is niet de originele muziek.

Lyrics P.I.M.P.

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms you can't see that I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms you can't see that I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
Now, shawty, she in the club she dancin' for dollars
She got a thing for that
Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry
Dolce and Gabbana
She feed them foolish fantasies
They pay her 'cos they want her
I spit a little G, man and my game got her
An hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear sayin' they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar tryna get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country think she like me 'cos I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga tryna holler 'cos I want some head
I'm that nigga tryna holler 'cos I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch, hit that track catch a date and come and pay the kid
Look, baby, this is simple you can't see
You fuckin' with me you fuckin' with a P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms you can't see that I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms you can't see that I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I'm 'bout my money, you see
Girl, you can holler at me if you fuckin' with me
I'm a P-I-M-P
Not what you see on TV no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair, bitch
I'm a P-I-M-P
Come get money with me if you curious to see how it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me you could watch some TV from the backseat of my V
I'm a P-I-M-P
Girl, we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life girl, we could have it all
We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall
If ever you needed someone
I'm the one you should call
I'll be there to pick you up if ever you should fall
If you got problems
I can solve 'em they big or they small
That other nigga you be with ain't 'bout shit
I'm your friend, your father and confidant, bitch
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms you can't see that I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I told you fools before
I stay with the tools
I keep a Benz, some rims and some jewels
I holler at a ho 'till I got a bitch confused
She got on Payless, me
I got on gator shoes
I'm shoppin' for chinchillas in the summer they cheaper
Man, this ho, you can have her when I'm done
I ain't gon' keep her
Man, bitches come and go every nigga pimpin' know
This ain't no secret you ain't gotta keep it on the low
Bitch, choose on me
I'll have you strippin' in the street
Put my other hoes down you get your ass beat
Now Niki my bottom bitch she always come up with my bread
The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head
Get your ho out of pocket
I'll put a charge on a bitch 'cos I need four TVs and AMGs for the six
Ho, make a pimp rich
I ain't payin', bitch
Catch a date, suck a dick, shit, trick
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms you can't see that I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms you can't see that I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P
Yeah
In Hollywood they say there's no business like show business
In the hood they say there's no business like ho business you know
They say I talk a little fast but if you listen a lil' faster
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, bitch
Ha ha ha
Yeah

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