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12 is a song played by Ludacris.
Chorus: The fancy cars, the women and the caviar, you know who we are, cuz we’re pimpin all over the world. The fancy cars, the women and the caviar, you know who we are, cuz we’re pimpin all over the world.
Sing it hoes: the world, the world, the world
All over the world baby, It’s only right that I share my experiences with ya’ll cuz I been places you’d never imagine, but I’m gonna start at home when I see a girl I like I walk straight up to her and I’m like: Hey girl wha ya doin? You are the woman that I’m really pursuin and I would like to get to know you can you give me your name if you jot down your number you’ll get mine in exchange(hey) See I’m the man in this town and I hope you wouldn’t mind if I showed you around, so when you go to certain places you’ll be thinkin of me. We got people to meet and many places to see(hey) Mmmmm I’m really diggin your lips but be careful where you walkin when you’re swing them hips. I’m kinda concerned you’ll be causin a crash with your traffic jam booty heads pausin so fast(hey) I wouldn’t trade you for the world I swear it. I like your hair in every style that you wear it, and how the colors coordinate with your clothes from your manicured nails to your pedicured toes (Whoo….Oh yeah)
You hear the song so dance, don’t always think I’m tryin to get in your pants. Cuz see me my pimpin’s in 3D. I’m takin you places you only see on TV. Tryin to show you how you livin is trite, how many guys you know can bring the Travel Channel to life? One day we on the autoban swervin drivin, next day we in the sun on the Virgin Islands. If you wit me ain’t no time to sleep ‘specially at wet willy’s on Miami beach but I drop you off and pay you no attention if I make to Atlanta’s Bronner Brothers convention. Then, jump in the car and just ride for hours, makin sure I don’t miss the homecoming at Howard’s. Hawaii to D.C. there’s plenty women to see, so if your ass don’t show up it’s more women for me.
Oh yeah…(Repeat Chorus)
I’m in New York at the Puerto Rican day parade, then at night I’m in New Orleans drinkin hand grenades. Outnumbered by the dozens at the Jazzfest, then Mardis Gras all the women tryin to show me their chest. I’m in Jamaica spendin massive bucks while the ladies all beggin me to MASH IT UP! I had sad beginnings when I rapped with no fans now it’s all happy endings on my lap in Japan. I used to think that it was way too cold, til I went to Canada and saw some beautiful hoes now I hit the Caribana every year in Toronto, then fly to Illinois and get a taste of Chicago. Oh yet and still, you wouldn’t believe your eyes if you went to Brazil. (But where the best at?) Ain’t no need in even askin bro the best women all reside in Africa and that’s real. (Whoo…Oh yeah)
Sing it hoes: The world, the world, the world
Pimpin pimpin pimpin….ladies and gentelmen as we ride out, could we have all the real pimps please, put both your pinky fingers high in the air. Now ladies, look around with me and lets see if we can’t weed some of these niggas out, cuz it ain’t no way that all these niggas could be pimpin. Now if happen to see a nigga with 2 sweat patches up under his arm look like he been swimmin in shoulder height water, please tell that nigga, put yo hands down. If you smell like you been at work all day and drakkar please put your hands down. Now look up at the pinky fingers that are still in the air. If you see ’em ashy around the knuckles like the nigga washed half his hands and lotioned three quarters of his body, please say, put yo hand’s down. If your spinning rims spin counter clockwise, you are not pimpin. If you are dancin on the dance floor and you look to your left and your right and there is not a woman in sight,yeah, guess what? You guessed it, you are not pimpin. If you’re vodka and cranberry is really really dark, like blood, that’s because you didn’t order vodka buddy, and that’s why it’s three dollars a glass. Oh put your hands down. Now look down, look down now i need, i need everybody, just to pull up your pants leg one time. Ok, you see the nigga with the white socks? Not pimpin! Sorry! Unless your part of the beat it entorage. Now if your shoes have a buckle on them…
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