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Tuesday, September 30th, 2003
6:46 pm
Pimp Daddy-By L.B.

He's got that little purple polka dot thong on
And he's been working those girls from dusk until dawn
He never gets to test out his new girls
Which leaves his feeling in a frusterated whirl
What's a Dad suppose to do?
Yeah, when he's got the Pimp Daddy Blues
His girls should be in their beds
But instead they're out giving head
He's just so uptight cuz he never gets any
While the girls are so crabby from handin' over every penny
What's a Dad suppose to do?
Yeah, when he's got the Pimp Daddy Blues
His girls are getting older, and fatter all the time
They're no longer bringing in quarters, instead they're bringin' dimes
There aren't enough holes
'Cause they're covered ith jelly rolls
What's a Dad suppose to do?
Yeah, when he's got the Pimp Daddy Blues
The girls have lost their looks, and all their charm
They all look now like they should be living on a farm
His sales are ending and he's unable to pay rent
Accidently knocked one of his daughters up while trying to vent
What's a dad to do?
Yeah,I said what's a Dad to do?
When he's got the Pimp Daddy Blues

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