Carl Thomas
The World Is Filled...
[Chorus: Carl Thomas]
The world is filled with pimps and hoes
We'll just talk about those I knows
The world is mine, can't you see?
I'm just tryin' to be all I can be
Ohhahhoahh, yeah

[Verse 1: Puff Daddy]
Now first come the cash, then come the a**
Then come big blunts with big chunks of hash
When I score with a w****, she be game for sure
Pimp so hard a n***a drag his mink on the floor
Won't you admit it? I ain't gotta talk because I live it
Any chick f**kin' with me, believe me, that's a privilege
I won't be satisfied til all my n***as get it
See, you hit it then I hit it, we get it back to split it
And Big be that n***a, we be flyin' through your hood
And hood rats scopin' with their eyes on my goods
See, we date 'em like we hate 'em, see 'em like we don't need 'em
Treat 'em like we beat 'em, and never give up freedom
And we only give our number to selected few
And it's best that you never knew what good head'll do
Turn a freak to a bisexual
And if she's flexible, f**k the n***a next to you

[Chorus: Carl Thomas]
The world is filled with pimps and hoes
We'll just talk about those I knows
The world is mine, can't you see?
I'm just tryin' to be all I can be
Ohhahhoahh, yeah

[Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.]
Uhh, uhh, uhh
"When the Remy's in the system, ain't no tellin'
Will I f**k him? Will I diss him?", that's what these hoes yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all still chase 'em, I'll replace 'em
Drunk off Dom, silk and gators
Spittin' words, make a bird tell they flock see you later
Whether, drunk or high, skunk or Thai
N***a play against some playa sh*t, slugs gon' fly
Ain't gon' lie, pimped out her SSI
N***a don't ask why, just respect it
She bought me the necklace, the bracelet
The Benz-o - she laced it
Crib-o, got it, interior decorated
Now my popularity grew in each state
Now I got 2 in each state
Used to drink brew and eat steak
Now I pop bottles with models, larger steaks on large estates, sh*t
[Chorus: Carl Thomas]
The world is filled with pimps and hoes
We'll just talk about those I knows
The world is mine, can't you see?
I'm just tryin' to be all I can be
Ohhahhoahh, yeah

[Verse 3: Too Short]
I had a whole lot of b*t*hes in my lifetime
I been blessed with the game, always say the right lines
Had a few prost**utes, and if you knew the truth
They're like pimps, you can't let em do it to you!
She ain't no sucker, I know that b*t*h, man
She wanna be a Pretty Woman lovin' a rich man
Now here you come, drop top ridin'
You ain't no pimp, fake n***a, stop lyin'
Pu**y makes money, stick to the business
Think about the real motherf**kers that lived it
Street life, pimp sh*t, make the ho respect the game
You bought her diamonds and cars, trick, that's a shame
Say what you want, but I still figure
She left you 'cause you couldn't be like them real n***as
She was a hustler by nature and you was just faker
Than the average simps, found a badder pimp

[Outro: Too Short]
Crazy a** man
I never would have bought that b*t*h all them cars
And all that sh*t you bought that hoe, man
After I heard about what the b*t*h did n***a, knew the hoe!
Man I'm 30 years old, n***a
And that b*t*h was hoein' when I was in 9th grade and sh*t
Think about that: she been around then right?
Sh*t, you just a rest haven for hoes, man
Just the first n***a that came along when the b*t*h got out the pen
B*t*h only f**kin' with you cause you had a good a** job, n***a
Nerd...treat the b*t*h better than anybody ever treated her
Stupid a** n***a, she ain't nothin' but a hoe!
Bet you fell in love with her man!
You can't turn a hoe into a housewife, fool
Every time you turn your back, that b*t*h is f**kin' with them gangstas
Eastside, Westside - these are my partners
Do that sh*t, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout n***a
I tell you about some real pimps and hoes
Tell you about these pimps and these hoes man
Yeah I know a few, sh*t
Beyotch!