The Pimp Song (aka “Bitch, Where's My Money At?”) by Alex P.
I put you out into the street
Got you some leather boots to wear
You’ve cleaned up now and you smell sweet
You’ve got those ribbons in your hair
You did so well your first day back
You got picked up in no time flat
There’s just one thing I need to know
So tell me bitch, where’s my money at?

It ain’t easy doin’ what I do
The cops are always on my tail
And if they trace me back to you
We’ll both be spending time in jail
But that’s the life we chose for us
And we won’t worry about that
There’s just one thing I need to know
So tell me bitch, where’s my money at?

We are a team, yeah me and you
We’ll stick together till the end
And just because you work for me
It doesn’t mean I’m not your friend
I’ll stick with you through thick and thin
Just stay off the crack and don’t get fat
And there’s just one more thing I really need to know
So tell me bitch, where’s my money at?
Oh bitch, where’s my money at?

Remember when the times were good
And every night we’d both get paid
And just because it’s work to you
Doesn’t mean you didn’t like getting laid
So like old times let’s both go out
I’ll wear my feathered purple hat
And there’s just one thing that I really need to know
So tell me bitch, oh where’s my money at?

I said there’s one thing I really need to know
So tell me, where’s my money at?
Oh bitch, where’s my money at?
Oh bitch, where’s my money at?