Jackpot The Pimp Pt2 Skit lyrics

Hey, whats goin` on y`all?

Its your main man, Jackpot The Pimp once again.

Did you miss me? Hope not.

I`ve just been pan-handling makin` these hoes walk backwards to the track to get my stacks or get smacked and my pimpin`,

HELL YEAH, 24/7, 3 hundred 65 days outta a yurr, I am, Baby.

But check this out, I talk to my main man, Snoop Dogg, the other day.

He told me to make a bitch pay like she weigh.

Hoe, you made the bench you gotta line in.

Matter of a fact, Bitch, dine-in.

You see you all this gator skin on me, hoe.

Fur on my rolls royce, flow.

Take ya shoes off before you get in hurr, bitch.

Say what? Pimp, I got the juice.

And the flock of hoes im bout to let it loose on your strip.

Wurrs my cash, Trick?

Get My Grib.

Nigga, quit watchin` Superfly so much

and quit copyin the mat.

I really do gotta Cadillac with a wheel

on the back that say "Hoe Slayer".

Hang up your game coat, nigga, and bow down to a REAL Playa.
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