The fancy cars, the women and the caviar
While the ladies all beggin' me to mash it up
Now look up at the pinky fingers that are still in the air
Oh yet and still
Next day we in the sun on the Virgin Islands
You know who we are, 'cuz we're pimpin' all over the world
'Cuz I been places you'd never imagine
And I'm like, hey girl how ya doin'?
Ladies and gentlemen as we ride out
Now, if you happen to see a nigga
Okay, you see the nigga wit' the white socks not pimpin'
Hey, I'm in Jamaica spendin' massive bucks
Sorry, unless you tryna' do the beat it entorauge
Makin' sure I don't miss the homecoming at Howard
I had sad beginnings when I rapped with no fans
'Cause it's no way that all these niggas, could be pimpin'
Guess what, you guessed it you are not pimpin'
And you look to your left and your right
You wouldn't believe your eyes if you went to Brazil
Then fly to Illinois and get a taste of Chicago
The fancy cars, the women and the caviar
'Cuz see me my pimpin's in 3D
The fancy cars, the women and the caviar
Specially at Wet Willy's on Miami Beach
Wit' two sweat patches up under his arms
And there is not a woman in sight
You know who we are 'cuz we're pimpin' all over the world
And your car, please put your hands down
I like your hair in every style that you wear it
Look like he been swimmin', in shoulder height water
I need, I need everybody to pull up your pants, leg one time
You know who we are 'cuz we're pimpin' all over the world
Tryin' to show you how you livin' is trite
If yo spinnin' rims, spin counter clockwise, you are not pimpin'
One day we on the autoban, swervin', drivin'
Don't always think I'm tryin' to get in your pants
You know who we are 'cuz we're pimpin' all over the world
Please put both of your pinky fingers high in the air
Hey, I used to think that it was way too cold
The fancy cars, the women and the caviar
When I see a girl I like, I walk straight up to her
I'm in New York at the Puerto Rican day parade
If I make it to Atlanta's bronner brothers convention
Hey, see I'm the man of this town
I'm takin' you places you only see on TV
Please tell that nigga, put yo hands down
So when you go to certain places you'll be thinkin' of me
The fancy cars, the women and the caviar
Ain't no need in even askin' bro
All over the world baby
Then, Mardis Gras all the women tryin' to show me their chest
I'm kinda' concerned you'll be causin' a crash
So if your ass don't show up it's more women for me
If you jot down your number you'll get mine in exchange
From your manicured nails to your pedicured toes
How many guys you know can bring the travel channel to life?
Now I hit the Caribana every year in Toronto
Now it's all happy endings on my lap in Japan
And I would like to get to know you, can you give me your name?
You hear the song so dance
Put your hands down, now look down, look down
If you see him ashy around the knuckles
We got people to meet and many places to see
If you smell like you been, at work all day
Then jump in the car and just ride for hours
You know who we are 'cuz we're pimpin' all over the world
Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin'
If you are dancin' on the dance floor
And how the colors coordinate with your clothes
And lotion three quarters of his body
The best women all reside in Africa and that's real
Please say put yo hands down
The fancy cars, the women and the caviar
And I hope you wouldn't mind if I showed you around
Then at night I'm in New Orleans drinkin' hand grenades
But be careful where you walkin', when you're swing them hips
You know who we are, 'cuz we're pimpin' all over the world
Hawaii to D.C. is plenty women to see
But I'm gonna start at home
With your traffic jam booty heads, pausin' so fast
I wouldn't trade you for the world, I swear it
That's because you didn't order vodka buddy
You are the woman that I'm really pursuin'
Outnumbered by the dozens at the jazz fest
We can weed some of these niggas out
If you wit' me ain't no time to sleep
Now ladies look around wit' me, let's see if
The fancy cars, the women and the caviar
That's why it's three dollars a glass
You know who we are 'cuz we're pimpin' all over the world
'Til I went to Canada and saw some beautiful hoes
It's only right that, I share my experiences with y'all
Like the nigga wash half of his hands
Hey um, I'm really diggin' your lips
But I drop you off and pay you no attention
If your vodka and cranberry is really, really dark like blood
Could we have all the real pimps
