| Song | Pimps (Free Stylin' at the Fortune 500 Club) |
| Artist | The Coup |
| Album | Genocide & Juice |
| 作词 : Davis, Riley | |
| Fuck no I ain't got no Grey Poupon | |
| Well anyway I said that's no burglar that my butler hahaha | |
| Mr. Rockafella let me in on the gossip | |
| I heard you and Mr. Getty are getting into rap music or something | |
| Yes we have this thing we do with our voices | |
| We sing like authentic rappers | |
| Well then could you muster it for us | |
| (David you must do) | |
| Well if they could make this music more funky | |
| Let me see if i can get my voice like those rappers (*clears throat*) | |
| Here we go | |
| Well if you're blind as Helen Keller | |
| You could see I'm David Rockafella | |
| So much cash up in my bathroom is a ready teller | |
| I'm outragous, I work in stages, like syphills | |
| But no need for prophylactics | |
| I am up your own, so me know wretched ain't funk | |
| But my cream got amino acid | |
| Keep my hoes in check no rebellions | |
| If your ass occur shit it wouldnt be the first time | |
| I done make a massacre, nigga please how you figure these | |
| Motherfuckers like me got stocks bonds and securites | |
| No impurities, straight anglo saxon | |
| when my family got their sex on | |
| Don't let me get my flex on, do some gangster shit | |
| Make the army go to war for Exxon | |
| Long as the money flow, I be making dough | |
| Welcome to my little pimp school | |
| How you gonna beat me at this game I make the rules | |
| Flash a little cash make you think you got class | |
| But you really selling ass and hoe keep off my grass | |
| Less you cutting it, see Im running shit | |
| Trick all y'all motherfuckas as simps | |
| I'm just a pimp | |
| *chorus* | |
| That is so cute | |
| John Paul, why don't you entertain us with something as well? | |
| Well, what should I do? | |
| Why don't you rap for us? | |
| No, I... | |
| Come on old boy I did mine | |
| I... | |
| It's so tribal | |
| Oh very well | |
| Oh goody! | |
| But hold my martini I have to do those hand gestures | |
| We will begin at the commencement of the next measure | |
| Now get ready, I'm J.P. Getti | |
| I am tearing this shit up like confetti | |
| My money last longer than Eveready | |
| Ain't nothing petty about cash I never lose | |
| This is just like the straws? | |
| But the hoes dont choose, I chose you | |
| No voodoo can hoo-do you | |
| from getting treated like a piece of boonboonboo | |
| Who do you think want those niggaz that don't turn tricks | |
| The logo on hoein in 94 is getting 86ed | |
| and all about those rebellions, and riots and mishaps | |
| I got the po'-po' for that daily pimp slap | |
| The motherfucker gangsta rolling Fleetwood Caddy | |
| I'm that mack ass already pimped his daddy | |
| Let you out like linoleum floors | |
| I'm getting rich off petroleum wars | |
| Controlling you whores making you eat top ramen | |
| While I eat shrimp, y'all motherfuckas are simps | |
| I'm just a pimp | |
| *Chorus* | |
| Oh no here he comes, oh don't look at him | |
| Are you fellows rapping? | |
| I can do that reggie um er reggae type of thing | |
| You know one two three | |
| Well actually we were just leaving... | |
| And Trump Trump check out the cash in my trunk | |
| Trump Trump check out the cash in my trunk | |
| I am Donald Trump me think you mighta heard about me | |
| How me last wife Ivana come and catch me money | |
| She want all she want this she want the ? of fun | |
| X amount of this like this ? gap hear me | |
| Hol' up your hand if you love the money | |
| Hol' up your hand if you love punanny | |
| Gun pon mi side mi afi kill somebody | |
| Because the money inna mi trunk dem wan fi come tek see | |
| *Chorus* | |
| Well how did you like that then? | |
| Well we really must be leaving you | |
| Yes yes Donald it was smashing to see you again | |
| Something I picked up in the Carribean | |
| Yeah yes I remember | |
| Why don't you stick around and I'll I'll rap some more for you | |
| Oh no no no old boy I think I see Jackie | |
| Oh Jackie ah Jackie!! | |
| Please please pass the bubbly | |
| Well look here motherfuckers we are taking all these motherfucking shit | |
| Yeah we are taking all these | |
| You besta come off up that coat we are taking these |
| zuò cí : Davis, Riley | |
| Fuck no I ain' t got no Grey Poupon | |
| Well anyway I said that' s no burglar that my butler hahaha | |
| Mr. Rockafella let me in on the gossip | |
| I heard you and Mr. Getty are getting into rap music or something | |
| Yes we have this thing we do with our voices | |
| We sing like authentic rappers | |
| Well then could you muster it for us | |
| David you must do | |
| Well if they could make this music more funky | |
| Let me see if i can get my voice like those rappers clears throat | |
| Here we go | |
| Well if you' re blind as Helen Keller | |
| You could see I' m David Rockafella | |
| So much cash up in my bathroom is a ready teller | |
| I' m outragous, I work in stages, like syphills | |
| But no need for prophylactics | |
| I am up your own, so me know wretched ain' t funk | |
| But my cream got amino acid | |
| Keep my hoes in check no rebellions | |
| If your ass occur shit it wouldnt be the first time | |
| I done make a massacre, nigga please how you figure these | |
| Motherfuckers like me got stocks bonds and securites | |
| No impurities, straight anglo saxon | |
| when my family got their sex on | |
| Don' t let me get my flex on, do some gangster shit | |
| Make the army go to war for Exxon | |
| Long as the money flow, I be making dough | |
| Welcome to my little pimp school | |
| How you gonna beat me at this game I make the rules | |
| Flash a little cash make you think you got class | |
| But you really selling ass and hoe keep off my grass | |
| Less you cutting it, see Im running shit | |
| Trick all y' all motherfuckas as simps | |
| I' m just a pimp | |
| chorus | |
| That is so cute | |
| John Paul, why don' t you entertain us with something as well? | |
| Well, what should I do? | |
| Why don' t you rap for us? | |
| No, I... | |
| Come on old boy I did mine | |
| I... | |
| It' s so tribal | |
| Oh very well | |
| Oh goody! | |
| But hold my martini I have to do those hand gestures | |
| We will begin at the commencement of the next measure | |
| Now get ready, I' m J. P. Getti | |
| I am tearing this shit up like confetti | |
| My money last longer than Eveready | |
| Ain' t nothing petty about cash I never lose | |
| This is just like the straws? | |
| But the hoes dont choose, I chose you | |
| No voodoo can hoodo you | |
| from getting treated like a piece of boonboonboo | |
| Who do you think want those niggaz that don' t turn tricks | |
| The logo on hoein in 94 is getting 86ed | |
| and all about those rebellions, and riots and mishaps | |
| I got the po' po' for that daily pimp slap | |
| The motherfucker gangsta rolling Fleetwood Caddy | |
| I' m that mack ass already pimped his daddy | |
| Let you out like linoleum floors | |
| I' m getting rich off petroleum wars | |
| Controlling you whores making you eat top ramen | |
| While I eat shrimp, y' all motherfuckas are simps | |
| I' m just a pimp | |
| Chorus | |
| Oh no here he comes, oh don' t look at him | |
| Are you fellows rapping? | |
| I can do that reggie um er reggae type of thing | |
| You know one two three | |
| Well actually we were just leaving... | |
| And Trump Trump check out the cash in my trunk | |
| Trump Trump check out the cash in my trunk | |
| I am Donald Trump me think you mighta heard about me | |
| How me last wife Ivana come and catch me money | |
| She want all she want this she want the nbsp? of fun | |
| X amount of this like this nbsp? gap hear me | |
| Hol' up your hand if you love the money | |
| Hol' up your hand if you love punanny | |
| Gun pon mi side mi afi kill somebody | |
| Because the money inna mi trunk dem wan fi come tek see | |
| Chorus | |
| Well how did you like that then? | |
| Well we really must be leaving you | |
| Yes yes Donald it was smashing to see you again | |
| Something I picked up in the Carribean | |
| Yeah yes I remember | |
| Why don' t you stick around and I' ll I' ll rap some more for you | |
| Oh no no no old boy I think I see Jackie | |
| Oh Jackie ah Jackie!! | |
| Please please pass the bubbly | |
| Well look here motherfuckers we are taking all these motherfucking shit | |
| Yeah we are taking all these | |
| You besta come off up that coat we are taking these |