[Chorus: Yukmouth]

Anything goes when it comes to hoes cause big pimping ain't easy

(That's right)

(Unless you breezy)

Na, na, na, na, pimping ain't easy

(That's right it ain't easy)

Big pimping ain't easy

(Nigga is you breezy?)

Anything goes when it comes to hoes cause big pimping ain't easy

(That's right)

(Unless you breezy)

Na, na, na, na, pimping ain't easy

(That's right it ain't easy)

Big pimping ain't easy

(Nigga is you breezy?)

[Verse 1: Yukmouth]

I come in strapped with twin stacks of G's like Siamese

(WHO-HA!)

Then I Busta Rhyme to make your motherfucking spine bleed

Stomp in the 90's like Yo-Yo, fo' sho' yo' nigga smoke the greenery bomb leaves

Walk like zombies under the palm trees

Fuck Armani

No Versace, me and my posse be sloppy drunk off the Rossi

Pissing in the lobby

And I be on some new improved big shit

Making moves till I come through draped in jewels like Slick Rick

How is it that Gold Mouth, AKA Yuk, but you can call me Yak

For the way I blaze up sacks back to back

And knock the cool off you conjack, Lee Mannie

Ain't he that nigga balling outta control like Lee Haney

I'm on swole

Detainee on parole, catching felonies

Selling D in the O.A.K.L.A.N.D. inhaling thee chron chron

One stop beyond the bomb shit, bionic

B.I. step aside and Let Me Ride like The Chronic

Now who is these bitches trying to smoke some weed with my crew?

And my nigga Dru

You never knew I hung with players with waves like Amadeus

Just sporting my A's hat, fuck The Raiders

Captain Save Us, handcuff your hoes right now

If you a player, nigga put your mack hand down

Fo' sho'

I say the funky rhymes to make the hoes get naked in the Lexus

No mo' than fo' minutes and some seconds

[Chorus: Yukmouth]

Anything goes when it comes to hoes cause big pimping ain't easy

(That's right)

(Unless you breezy)

Na, na, na, na, pimping ain't easy

(That's right it ain't easy)

Big pimping ain't easy

(Nigga is you breezy?)

Anything goes when it comes to hoes cause big pimping ain't easy

(That's right)

(Unless you breezy)

Na, na, na, na, pimping ain't easy

(That's right it ain't easy)

I said pimpin' ain't easy

(Nigga is you breezy?)

[Verse 2: Dru Down]

And you know I be breezy, and that's in the wind

Doin' a hundred and ten, baby and ain't no stoppin'

I'm poppin' now and I got my hoes in tow, stricly pimpin'

Nah pimpin', nigga correct shit

P-I-M-P-I-N-G, G and me, understand the, um

Vocabulary, my stationary's on the corner

I'm makin' a grip, talkin' shit, chopping it up with niggas who I know that's pimpin'

But I don't speak on names, that ain't the name of the game

The name of the game is do money

I need you touch my susinct, as a nigga bein' possessed over scrilla

All I see is green, runnin' straight through red light

Every day, all day, and I do it constantly (Bitch)

I see so much green, I got myself into a highspeed

Puttin' my hoes in the car, when it's automatic, with the ki's

(Damn she just brough dat from Philly) For me!

And now I'm all on some other shit, my safety

Quickly switch spots with one of my other jackpots

Cause all my hoes know how the slow down on big block

Pull triggers on blocks and better not stop for cops

Like always got away, if they would've caught me anyway

They still would've wrapped me up and found out my name is Charlie

See how it goes when it comes to hoes

But however, I stays breezy in the weather

[Chorus: Yukmouth]

Anything goes when it comes to hoes cause big pimping ain't easy

(That's right)

(Unless you breezy)

Na, na, na, na, pimping ain't easy

(That's right it ain't easy)

Big pimping ain't easy

(Nigga is you breezy?)

Anything goes when it comes to hoes cause big pimping ain't easy

(That's right)

(Unless you breezy)

Na, na, na, na, pimping ain't easy

(That's right it ain't easy)

I said pimpin' ain't easy

(Nigga is you breezy?)

[Verse Three: Poppa LQ]

Now I'm live and in flesh in 3D

Better yet, cassette or CD, broadcasting from the S.C

Strapped, ya best be, if ya plan to test me

Fall asleep and death is definitely your destiny

I slides like ice and rolls like dice

On these fraudulent, overpriced, female parasites

I bubbles like Moet and spit my game rapid fire like a tec

To make all these bitches panties sweat

Shaking the rookies

Distributing my cavi cookies

And stabbing nothing but top notch imported pussy

They think they speed balling but they really speed falling

Going shopping with the profits they supposed to recop with

And faulty niggas worst habit is rushing to touch and get it

When they know they can't afford to have it

I'm kicking bitches outta my stable cause they ain't able

To match what I'm bringing to the table

And broke hoes is a no no fo' sho' bro

Players are bankrupt from letting bitches free load

These boutique niggas don't want no mail

They'd rather floss but when they go broke

They run around like chickens with their heads cut off

The Feds on his back, repo the Ac'

Escrow the black, plus hit 'em with the RICO Act

Imagine that, niggas hustling backwards now-a-days

But I ain't moving unless I'm getting fucked or getting paid

[Chorus: Yukmouth]

Anything goes when it comes to hoes cause big pimping ain't easy

(That's right)

(Unless you breezy)

Na, na, na, na, pimping ain't easy

(That's right it ain't easy)

Big pimping ain't easy

(Nigga is you breezy?)

Anything goes when it comes to hoes cause big pimping ain't easy

(That's right)

(Unless you breezy)

Na, na, na, na, pimping ain't easy

(That's right it ain't easy)

I said pimpin' ain't easy

(Nigga is you breezy?)