Aww look at daddy´s baby girl
That´s daddy baby
Little sleepy head
Yesterday I changed your diaper
Wiped you and powdered you.
How did you get so big?
Can´t believe it now your two
Baby you´re so precious
Daddy´s so proud of you
Sit down bitch
If you move again I´ll beat the shit out of you! 

Don´t maka me wake this baby
She don´t need to see what I´m about to do
Quit crying bitch,why do you always make me shout at you?
How could you?
Just leave me and love him out the blue
Oh,what´s the matter Kim?
Am I too loud for you?
Too bad bitch, your gonna finally hesr me out this time
At first,I´m like all right
You wanna throw me out? That´s fine!
But not for him to take my place, are you out you´re mind?
This coutch, this TV, this whole house is mine!
How could you let him sleep in our bed?
Look at Kim
Look at your husband now!
(No!)
I said look at him!
He ain´t so hot now is he?
Little punk!
(Why are you doing this?)
Shut up fuck up!
(You´re drunk! You´re never going to get away at this!)
You think I give a fuck!
Come on we´re going for a ride bitch
(No!)
Sit up front
(Well I can´t just leave Halie alone,what if she wakes up?)
We´ll be right back
Well I will you´ll be in the trunk!

1-So long,bitch you give me so wrong
I don´t wanna go on
Living in this world without you!

You really fucked me Kim
You really did a number on me
Never knew me cheating on you would come back to haunt me
But we was kids then Kim,I was only 18
That was years ago
I thought we wiped the slate clean
That´s fucked up!
(I love you!)
Oh God my brain is racing
(I love you!)
What are you doing?
Change the station I hate this song!
Does this look like a big joke?
(No!)
There´s a four year old boy lyin´ dead with a slit throat
In your living room,ha-ha
What you think I´m kiddin´you?
You loved him didn´t you?
(No!)
Bullshit you bitch don´t fucking lie to me
What the fuck´s this guy´s problem on the side of me?
Fuck you asshole,yeah bite me
Kim,KIM!
Why don´t you like me?
You think I´m ugly don´t you
(It´s not that!)
No you think I´m ugly
(Baby)
Get the fuck away from me,don´t touch me
I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!
I SWEAR TO GOD I HATE YOU!
OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU!
How the fuck could you do this to me?
(Sorry!)
How the fuck could you do this to me?

Come on get out
(I cant´t I´m scared)
I said get out bitch!
(Let go of my hair,please don´t do this baby! Please I love you,look we can can just take halie and leave)
Fuck you,you did this to us!
You did it,it´s your fault!
Oh my god i´m crackin´ up
Get a grip Marshall
Hey remember the time we went to Brian´s party?
And you were like so drunk that you threw up all over Archie
That was funny wasn´t it?
(Yes!)
That was funny wasn´t it?
(Yes!)
See it all makes sense,doesn´t it?
You and your husband have a fight
One of you tries to grab a knife
And during the struggle he accidentally
gets his Adam´s apple sliced
(No!)
And while this is goin´ on
His son just woke up and just walks in
She panics and he gets his throat cut
(Oh my God!)
So now they both dead and you slash your own throat
So now it´s double homicide and suicide with no note
I should have known better when you started to act weird
We could´ve.....HEY! Where you going? Get back here!
You can´t run from me Kim
It´s just us,nobody else!
You´re only making this harder on yourself
Ha! Ha! Got´cha!
(Ahh!)
Ha! Go ahead yell!
Here i scream with you!
AH SOMEBODY HELP!
Don´t you get it bitch,no one can hear you?
Now shut the fuck up and get what´s comin to you
You were supposed to love me!
(*Kim choking*)
NOW BLEED! BITCH BLEED!
BLEED! BITCH BLEED! BLEEEEEEED!!!

P.I.M.P

I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar outta me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfuckin' P-I-M-P

Now shorty, she in the club, she dancin' for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
She's feeding fools fantasies, they pay her cause they want her
I spit a little G man and my game got her
A hour later have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggaz in they ear sayin' they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar tryin' to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, she like me cause I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head
I'm that nigga tryin' to holla cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch hit the track, catch a date, and come pay the kid
Look baby, this is simple you can't see
You fuckin' with me you fuckin' with a P-I-M-P 

[Bridge: Snoop Dogg]
F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N double O-P
Doggy style in ya mouth for the 2003
And y'all know I'm from the DPG

F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T and S-N double O-P
We internationally known and locally respected
(And you know you're just a P.I.M.P) Now what you know about me

Yeah bitch I got my Now and Later gators on
I'm bout to show you how my pimp hand is way strong
Your dead wrong if ya think that pimpin' gon' die
Twelve piece with a hundred hoes by my side
I'm down with that nigga Fifty like I down with blue
Fuck cuz, nah nigga motherfuck you
G-U-N-I-Tizzy, fuckin' with me and the D-P-Gizzy
Niggaz in New York know how Doggy get down
I got my niggaz in Queens, I got my bitches Uptown
I got my business in Manhattan, I ain't fuckin' around
I got some butter pecan, Puerto Ricans from the Boogie Down
That's waitin' on me to return
So they can snatch these braids out and put my shit in a perm, word
They love it when I get to crippin'
And spittin' this mag-ah-ni-ficent pimpin'

[Lloyd Banks]
You need to switch over and ride with a star
It'll get you far
I'm a P-I-M-P G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R
Yeah, I'm young, but I ain't dumb
Got some tricks, but I ain't one
I'm a guerrilla for scrilla, I trip you, you try to run
I let em' do as they please, as long as they get my cheese
Even if they gotta freeze, or if it's a hundred degrees
I keep em' on they knees, take a look under my sleeve
I ain't gotta give em' much, they happy with Mickey D's, PIMP

[Young Buc]
We keep it pimpin' in the South, you know how it go (Dirty, Dirty)
We drive old school white walls with mink clothes
I spin the G-Unit piece, and get em' dizzy
Man cough up your love, or you're girl comin' with me
When your neck and wrist glow, she already should know
That money make the world go round, so lets get mo'
Its time to show these playas how it should be done
You got pimp protection, you're mic could be one, G-UNIT

[Hook: 50 Cent]

[50 Cent speaking]
In Hollywood, they say there no b'ness like show b'ness
In the hood, they say, theres no b'ness like ho b'ness
They say I talk a lil' fast, but if you listen a lil' faster
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, BITCH