Artist: 50 Cent f/ Chris Brown
Album: Kanan Reloaded
Song: No Romeo No Juliet
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com
[50 Cent]
Aiyyo!
[Chorus: 50 Cent + Chris Brown]
Quit Captain Savin, serenadin them hoes
She no Juliet for no Romeo with no dough
She report to pimpin, now back to trickin
She report to pimpin, nigga back to trickin
[50 Cent]
Hey hoe! Get back to twerkin, back to workin (yeah)
Get back to strippin, they back to tippin (woo!)
Them stacks is fallin, they back to ballin (c'mon)
Them bottles poppin, bitch the mall is callin us
Quit fuckin around, not playin around, bitch shit is for real (for real)
Quick makin a stack, back makin some mil', I mean get us a deal (c'mon)
Bitch fix us a meal, tell me how does it feel?
On the social network when they said a nigga really ain't got no chill
[Interlude: 50 Cent] + (Chris Brown)
He think he fuckin my bitch, nigga that bitch for rent
He know how to treat a hoe, I mean all that money's spent
She says you a sweetheart, a sweetheart
Things tend to go a little different 'round here (we pimpin nigga!)
[Chorus] - 2X w/ ad libs
[50 Cent + Chris Brown]
We pimpin nigga!
[Chris Brown]
P-I-M-P, who the shotta dem
I'm the girl dem sugar, watch 'em follow him
Had the homies come through, 400, that be the block ('rus)
Take yo' shit, we goin up on the Instagram
Higher than a ceiling fan
I'm whippin bricks in the kitchen, I'm flyin shit out the window like I was Peter Pan
I handle my own shit, I own shit, alone shit
Middle finger to the middle man
Anybody that can get it when they want it
Finger fuckin bitches, she gon' tell me when she cummin
50 in this bitch and I ain't askin him for nothin
That's my O.G., if a nigga trippin get to bustin
Mo' money mean mo' problems
If your nigga got the money we gon' rob him
Boy I'm simply, a P-I-M-P
And I'ma let it go 'til the clip go empty
WOOOOW!
[Interlude]
[50 Cent]
I'm gettin big money, startin to get hard to keep a nigga from hatin (yeah)
I'm with a white bitch, nigga Google this shit, we interracial datin (haha)
This is a new wave, I'm in the new Wraith, a nigga sit on suede (c'mon)
Like I'm special ed, but I ain't Special Ed, bitch +I Got it Made+ (OWWW!)
We here to make the paper, hope you niggaz on the same page (yeah)
You know boy in the hood'll have you runnin like Ricky from a 12-gauge
You know my bottom bitch, I done told her how to break a nigga 12 ways
A few tricks a day, that there keep the bill collectors away
You hear my name on the street, circulatin, you heard I'm cakin (grrr)
Them niggaz try to compete, perpetratin, what's percolatin? (yeah)
I got game for days, ask around, they tell you I put it down
So a hoe feel like I'm right next to her when a nigga way uptown
[Interlude]
[Chorus] - 2X w/ ad libs
[50 Cent + Chris Brown]
We pimpin nigga!