[Intro: Jay-Z]

Yeah, uh-huh

Uh-huh uh-huh uh... yo!

Yi-yea, yeah

Yo Timbaland, wh-where Missy at?

(Ha ha, right here dog) Geyeah

Uh-huh uh-huh uh

Uh-huh, yaknahmean? (Yeah)

Lobster shrimp nigga, I'm a pimp nigga

Feel the game that I spit.. lobster shrimp nigga

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]

Yeah, c'mon, from the gutter to the rich

From holes in my clothes to the most butter shit

That's life, what a bitch

Now I rock ice for the fuck of it

Your wife love my shit, know who you fuckin' with? (Uh-huh)

Jay-Hovah, 'fore I never got no play

Now these bitches wanna give me more head than Sade (Ugh!)

(Say what?) Crisp in the 6 withcha bitch parlayed

I need privacy, I pull up the back shade

Initials on the headrest, it's official

Style so sick I need bed rest, nigga I got issues (Say what?)

I hate fake bitches, "you gotta wait" bitches

"I don't know you, I don't fuck on the first date" bitches (Is that right?)

Hot shot niggas, talk to the cop niggas (Yeah!)

"Money, that's my girl," cock-block niggas

See you in the club, and scheme on your watch niggas

Talk a lot of shit with no Glock niggas

It's Jigga baby, let it be known

I'm the king, I could never be dethroned

It's the God!

[Chorus: Jay-Z & (Timbaland)]

Uh-huh, yeah yeah yeah

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, yo

Is you a pimp nigga? (Yes I'm a pimp nigga)

Well spit the game nigga (Lobster and shrimp, nigga)

Yo, ain't nuttin' changed nigga, you know the name Jigga

And I came to put it down for y'all, what?

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]

Call me, fitty plus, niggas envious

Drop top, Jigga, leave 'em in the dust

You got a lot of crew, do any of 'em bust?

Hell no, Jigga off the hook, "Hello!"

They call me papi c, this is hot to me

I got this lock and key, I got cities under siege

When I'm in L.A. the six-four is ill

When I'm in the A-T-L it's the Coupe DeVille

When I'm down in Miami, I'm hoppin' through

With the all black Ninja with the sock over my shoe

Mami screamin', "Papi chu', who keeps stoppin' you?"

And I'm screamin', "Not a cat, mami holla back"

It ain't nothin' but beginners, and y'all in the game

But y'all can't ball like Chicago centers

This is it niggas, get your grip niggas

It's about to get hot mami, Who You Wit? "Jigga!"

[Chorus: Jay Z & (Timbaland)]

Is you a pimp nigga? (Yes I'm a pimp nigga)

Well spit the game nigga (Lobster and shrimp, nigga)

Ain't nuttin' changed nigga, you know the name Jigga

And I came to put it down for y'all

Is you a pimp nigga? (Yes I'm a pimp nigga)

Well spit the game nigga (Lobster and shrimp, nigga)

Ain't nuttin' changed nigga, you know the name Jigga

And I came to put it down for y'all

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 3: Jay-Z, Timbaland & Both]

Hear Timbo' on the CB, need some info

Your chick is with you Dawg? Gotta be, 10-4

I'm in the 5-speed now so I shift to fo'

Mash my foot on the gas 'til it hit the floor

Tires left skid marks, whoa

Shit's about to start (How we got there?)

Snatched the case of Crist' up out the car

Can you stand the rain 'cause it's pourin' now

I hope she likes porno flicks 'cause she starrin' now!

If the answer is no, she speakin' foreign now

Just let a brotha know, I turn my car around

Freak or freeze, if the answer really is no

Girl I leave so fast you can speak to my breeze

She said, "You're stressin' me now,"

Said, "No No No," then, "Yea yea yea" like she Destiny's Child

We about to cook with no recipe now

To the mornin', then; LET'S BE OUT!

[Chorus: Jay Z & (Timbaland)]

Is you a pimp nigga? (Yes I'm a pimp nigga)

Well spit the game nigga (Lobster and shrimp, nigga)

Ain't nuttin' changed nigga, you know the name Jigga

And I came to put it down for y'all

Is you a pimp nigga? (Yes I'm a pimp nigga)

Well spit the game nigga (Lobster and shrimp, nigga)

Ain't nuttin' changed nigga, you know the name Jigga

And I came to put it down for y'all

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hear Timbo' on the CB, need some info

Your chick is with you Dawg?

[Timbaland] Gotta be, 10-4

I'm in the 5-speed now so I shift to fo'

[Outro: Timbaland]

That's how we do it y'all

Timbaland, Jay-Z

Two pimps

Two pimps

Two pimps baby

Put it down

Don't you like that?

We like to do it like that

We like to ride these tracks

Uhh, you don't think we two pimps?

Huh, holla back

You know what? Tell you somethin' like this

With the Ferraris and Jaguars, switchin' four lanes

Ha ha, money ain't a thang

Ha ha, I got no thangs you know what I'm sayin'?

You know why? 'Cause I'm a pimp

And Jay-Z? He's the pimper you know what I'm sayin'?

That's how we do it right here in the nine-eight

So we gotta be out let it ride like this

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