Oh yeah



The fancy cars, the women and the caviar

You know who we are

â€~Cause we're pimpin' all over the world

The fancy cars, the women and the caviar

You know who we are

â€~Cause we're pimpin' all over the world



Sing it hoes

(The world, the world, the world)



All over the world baby

It's only right that I share my experiences with ya'll

'Cause I been places you'd never imagine

But I'm gonna start at home when I see a girl I like

I walk straight up to her and I'm like

(Hey)



â€ÂUnh, hey girl how ya doin?

You are the woman that I'm really pursuin'

And I would like to get to know you

Can you give me your name?

And if you jot down your number you'll get mine in exchangeâ€Â

(Hey)



‽See I'm the man in this town

And I hope you wouldn't mind if I showed you around

So when you go to certain places you'll be thinkin' of me

We got people to meet and many places to seeâ€Â

(Hey)



‽Mmm, I'm really diggin' your lips

But be careful where you walkin' when you swingin' them hips

I'm kinda concerned you'll be causin' a crashâ€Â

With your traffic jam booty heads pausin' so fastâ€Â

(Hey)



I wouldn't trade you for the world I swear it

I like your hair in every style that you wear it

And how the colors coordinate with your clothes

From your manicured nails to your pedicured toesâ€Â

(Hey)

(Whoo, oh yeah)



The fancy cars, the women and the caviar

You know who we are

â€~Cause we're pimpin' all over the world

The fancy cars, the women and the caviar

You know who we are

â€~Cause we're pimpin' all over the world



You hear the song, so dance

Don't always think I'm tryin' to get in your pants

'Cause see me, my pimpin's in 3D

I'm takin' you places you only see on TV

(Hey)



Tryin' to show you how you livin' is trite

How many guys you know can

Bring the Travel Channel to life?

One day we on the autobahn swervin', drivin'

Next day we in the sun on the Virgin Islands

(Hey)



If you wit me ain't no time to sleep

'Specially at Wet Willy's on Miami beach but

I'll drop you off and pay you no attention

If I make to Atlanta's Bronner Brothers convention

(Hey)



Then, jump in the car and just ride for hours

Makin' sure I don't miss the homecoming at Howard's

Hawaii to D.C., there's plenty women to see

So if your ass don't show up it's more women for me

Hey

(Oh yeah)



The fancy cars, the women and the caviar

You know who we are

â€~Cause we're pimpin' all over the world

The fancy cars, the women and the caviar

You know who we are

â€~Cause we're pimpin' all over the world



I'm in New York at the Puerto Rican day parade

Then at night I'm in New Orleans drinkin' hand grenades

Outnumbered by the dozens at the Jazzfest

Then Mardi Gras, all the women

Tryin' to show me their chest

Hey



I'm in Jamaica spendin' massive bucks

While the ladies all beggin' me to mash it up

I had sad beginnings when I rapped with no fans

Now it's all happy endings on my lap in Japan

(Hey)



I used to think that it was way too cold

'Til I went to Canada and saw some beautiful hoes

Now I hit the Caribana every year in Toronto

Then fly to Illinois and get a taste of Chicago

(Hey)



Unh, oh yet and still

You wouldn't believe your eyes if you went to Brazil

(But where the best at?)

Ain't no need in even askin' bro

The best women all reside in Africa and that's real

(Hey)

(Whoo, oh yeah)



The fancy cars, the women and the caviar

You know who we are

â€~Cause we're pimpin' all over the world

The fancy cars, the women and the caviar

You know who we are

â€~Cause we're pimpin' all over the world



Sing it hoes

(The world, the world, the world)

(Hey)



Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin'

Ladies and gentlemen, as we ride out

Could we have all the real pimps please

Put both your pinky fingers high in the air?



Now ladies, look around with me

Let's see if we can't

Weed some of these niggas out

'Cause it ain't no way that

All these niggas could be pimpin'



Now if happen to see a nigga

With two sweat patches up under his arm

Look like he been swimmin' in shoulder height water

Please, tell that nigga, ‽Put yo hands downâ€Â



If you smell like you been at work all day

And Drakkar, please put your hands down

Now look up at the pinky fingers

That are still in the air



If you see 'em ashy around the knuckles

Like the nigga washed half his hands

And lotioned three quarters of his body

Please say, â€ÂPut yo hands downâ€Â



If you're spinning rims spin counter clockwise

You are not pimpin'

If you are dancin' on the dance floor

And you look to your left, and your right

And there is not a woman in sight

Guess what? You guessed it, you are not pimpin'



If your vodka and cranberry is really, really dark

Like blood, that's because you didn't order vodka buddy

And that's why it's three dollars a glass

Oh, put your hands down



Now look down, look down now I need

I need everybody, just to pull up your pant's leg one time

Ok, you see the nigga with the white socks?

Not pimpin'!

Sorry, unless you're part of the Beat It entourage



If your shoes have a buckle on â€~em

Not pimpin'

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