Somebody Gotta Do It (pimpin` Ain`t Easy!!!) Lyrics

Somebody Gotta Do It (pimpin` Ain`t Easy!!!)

My  lifestyles crazy,I`m luxury lazy
So much gold that jewelry don`t phase me
Coroless phone,eight or nine homes
Girlies on my Jammie with Ice-T Jones
Bank account boomin`,fast lane zoomin`
Known around the world for my high post groomin`
Mac like a preacher,love like a teacher
Got a girl who lives in Paris
When I want her I beep her
Too many clothes,gotta rag top rolls
1.000 Watt system and my speakers are bose
I kick it like a champ,I throught you knew it
But pimpin` ain`t easy

But somebody gotta do it

My thumbs are tired just from countin` cash
No more room in my diamond stash
Filin` my nails is such a tirin` task
Gold knobs on my benzo dash
Five freaks just to comb my hair
Monograms on my underwear
Bodyguards around so please don`t dare
You`re takin` a  chance if you just stop and stare
Livin` my life is just so hard to do
Makin` deals a million one or two
Buyin` new cars for my entire crew
Matching Ferraris,E`s black,mine`s blue
Can`t swin a lap in my pool because it`s  just too long
Could never go broke because my banks too strong
No matter what I do I simply can`t go wrong
And I`ll make  money,I don`t need this damn song

But somebody`s gotta do it

When I walk in a joint,punks always look at me hard
Because I wear enough gold to tie a dog in a yard
Cold maxin` in my mansion so big it`s silly
Got a butler named Humphry and a maid named Milly
Mink sheets on my bed,that`s what I said
Gourmet chefs in my kitchem so that I can get fed
So tired of sailin` on my boat I might just Helicopter
To my jet and catch a midnight flight
So many girls in my book,it weighs a tom
Gotta leave the damn country just to have some fun
Private suite at the track to watch the ponies run
And there ain`t nothin` in the word
That me an "E" ain`t done

But somedody gotta do it