See,
I know what yall thinkin,
Smooth lookin brother,
Handsome as his father and beautiful as his mother no problem wit the ladies soon as he done wit one he lookin for another but,

Am I a Pimp

I mean,
I dont even approach'em,
I stay in the cut scoping until from across the room we catch eye contact and i lick my lips to provoke'em,
and without a word spoken i implanted a yearning that turned into them hoping i was diggin they shape and the way them jeans had they ass choking, but uhh,

Am I a Pimp

I mean,
The plan was simple,
see exactly what they into to infiltrate they mental and always keep'em smiling to compliment'em on they dimples listen to long stories bout the trifiling men they been through make'em believe i'm nice sweet charming and gentle,
So i take'em to the movies open doors pull out chairs play in ya hair you call me i'm there that'll convince you, but um

Am I a Pimp

See,
Now i'm got'em sprung,
just off my personality so i proceed to create an elaborate fabricated reality that my motives and intentions is not just to have sex wit'em casually and that reverse psycho therapy was the easiest way to make'em give me the ass actually,
and once my tongue touch ya dick thrust ya till ya G'spot rupture you think we made love but i just fucked ya,
now i got you trapped in my gravity you surrendered ya mentality thinking you'll never find another nice guy wit a dick and tongue game as bad as me so i graduated from being ya cut buddy, to ya majesty, but uhh

Am I a Pimp

Well i'll let yall decied if my game is really that strong and,
my apologies to the women that think that i'm wrong and,
i accept the congratulations from the niggas that think that i'm ballin, but they just THINK that i'm ballin,
See they thinkin i'm ballin when in reality i'm waitin to find a big ass bowl of the perfect love and just fall in,
play the love poker championship holdin one pair and go all in,
become a roach waitin outside love's door finally see a crack and try to crawl in,
put down the player handbook that got love dippin and dodging procrastinatin and stallin,
I wanna go head to head with cupid catch a arrow in the chest and become one of the fallen,
create new memories with love so when i think about my pimpin days,
shit i cant even recall'em so like i said i'll let yall call it.

Am I a Pimp