Contract

[Intro: Pimpin' Ken]

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, like I said this is your boy Pimpin' Ken dot net

Sell the bitch pussy till it's drip drop wet

You know what I'm saying, the vet, not the pet

Dig this here man

Like my nigga Cashball, you know what I'm saying, me and DeAnte say

Man, it's "stacks, tracks and contracts," you know what I'm taking about

Only time a bitch get off is when a bitch run off, you know what I'm talking about

Hey man, you understand me

Master constitution for the prostitution

And let prostitution be the only solution

Please believe it, you understand it, bitch, you know my choosing fee bitch

It's a lifetime, bitch of ho crime, believe that ho you know what I'm talking about

Yeah, bitch you know what I'm talking about

Don coochie hole bitch, better known as pimp coochie hole

Pimpin' Ken the Don in this shit ho

You know what I'm talking about, yeah

Milwaukee, Wisconsin you fuck-ass bitch

[Dirty Mouth]

As I pull up to the club

Jumping out of the Jag

24's still spinning with a dealership tag

Brand New

Bright leather guts and pearl blue

These hoes they choosing like a lucky horseshoe

But that's alright cause I don't pay these hoes no mind

As I stroll to the front of the VIP line

Straight in I go, headed straight to the bar

I got a superstar status, so I guess I'm a star

Haters checking me out

Now tell me what's that about?

I'ma chill to the point haters checking me out

Sipping on the Crystal

Bitches wanna get wild

Popping X and smoking dro' on the verge of my style

These bitches calling, asking where the after party

The Embassy Suites downtown, room 112, my darling

Bring your friends so we can let this party begin

And bring a box of Magnum rubbers so we can fuck till the end

[Jazze Pha]

Hey bitch, sign your name on the dotted line (well)

Cause you belong to me (you belong to me, yeah)

Hey bitch (hey bitch) sign your name on the dotted line (well)

Cause now you're mine

[LA]

Just pulled up at the club

I'm flyer than a motherfucker

Damn, why they staring? ho, shit I'm the motherfucker

Not the front door

We better go through the back

See, that was back then, now look where we at

Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep

You gonna go through 2 or 3

Before you get to me

The bitch, and she a G and said "what's up for later?"

I said "I'm 20 East, I'm headed to Decatur"

And motherfuck the hater

It's about this making paper

And while she choosing hard, guaranteed I'ma take her

So shake the saltshaker, the dro' is the vapor

I ain't got love for niggaz cause all they try to do is cake her

I ain't sippin on no chaser, that's what we tell the waiter

You goddamn right, I'm a motherfucker player

So tell me how you want it

You riding? Get up on it

I ain't fucking with the ho if she don't know how to donut, for real

[Jazze Pha + Lil Jon]

Hey bitch (hey bitch), sign your name on the dotted line (well)

Cause you belong to me (you belong to me, yeah)

Hey bitch (hey bitch) sign your name on the dotted line (well)

Cause now you're mine

[Lil Jon]

Hey, hey bitch

Hey bitch get up it's time to go to work

Time to go to work bitch, it's your boy Lil Jon

Never will I love a bitch

Why would I trust a bitch?

Always gonna dog a bitch

They only good for sucking dick

Or riding on a nigga cock

Trying to get a nigga stock

I'm never gonna break bread

Not even for a little head

I'm a player, not a cake-a-ho

Always gotta break ho, down to the fucking floor

You step up, I'll let you know

It's MOB, BME

P to the I to the M P

No, I'm Southside

Sorry, bitch, you better pay me

[Big Sam]

Old school white Lac pimpin like I'm Don Juan

When I pull up on the track, I toot-a-loo my horn

Make these hoes come running like Mike for travs

Ain't got my money ho, you bound to get slap

Cause I don't love a bitch and won't save a bitch

If it ain't about money, then it don't make sense

I'll mack a bitch and I'll pimp a bitch

As long as she making me filthy rich

[Don P]

Just up off the pill, drinking on my beer

Sitting on a mill, but I'm pimpin still

Riding round the track, like Goldie in the Mack

Still I'm Don Coreleone pimping hoes from my realm

Mesmerized by the words coming out my mouth

So I'm flushing money quickly out these bitches' bank accounts

After that I bounce

To another ho, in a totally different city

for a whole other show

They say, "why you don't call?" I say, "bitch, where my dividends?"

"You always out of town" I say, "bitch, where my dividends?"

"You probably in the club" I say, "bitch, where my dividends?"

You bout to make me break your neck, I have to ask your ass again

I'm Don a.k.a "stay pimpin hard"

That mean hoes gonna march winter, summer, spring and fall

Cause I have to ball, there's no other way

Even if the bitch's pregnant, there's no Happy Mother's Day

[Jazze Pha + Lil Jon]

Hey bitch (hey bitch) sign your name on the dotted line (sign right here)

Cause you belong to me (you my bitch now)

Hey bitch (hey bitch) sign your name on the dotted line (right here)

Cause now you're mine (you mine, ho)

[Lil Jon] Get your ass up

[Jazze Pha (+ Lil Jon)]

If you get out line, I'm a slap you out

I'm a slap you out

I'm a slap you out

Better have my money (you better have my money, bitch)

Cause you signed your name on the dotted line

So get off your ass and get on the grind

(Get up, get out there and make my motherfucking money, right now)

Forgot what I am, bitch? What am I?

I'm a pimp in every inch of the word

Every inch of the verb

Every inch of the curb

I'm a hit it, like the lottery baby

Better believe it (please believe it)

Hey, yeah

If it's pimping you wanting (what), pimping you needing (what)

Everyday from me (from a real motherfucking pimp)

But bitch that's all I can see

Any day of the week, when you fucking with me

[Lil Jon]

If you fucking with me, you better get your ass out there

And make that motherfucking money

Rain, sleet or snow

Rob, steal and kill for a motherfucking pimp like me, ho

[K. Sanchez]

"Say, I'm comin at you with lines, think they lies

Just because I don't match your compatible sign

I'ma let the world see, other boos can't relate

Let you walk in front, make the other dudes hate..."