Lyrics:

It's almost over hoe, she ain't no hoe
Check out somethin' on my computer real quick
P, I, M, P, A, N, D, H, O dot com

It's 2004 ain't no body go in the stores, what for?
When you got dot com whores
My whole life is like girls gone wild
'Cuz this player keeps girls on file

Just tell me what you liken
Sit down at the keyboard and type in
P, I, M, P, A, N, D, H, O dot com
And see the hoes, it's time to log on, baby

Eat this dick up 'til it's all gone baby
I ain't fake this site is all no-fiction
Real pussy, real dick, real friction
Convertin' programs wit these secret powers

Accounts getting' fat from the overseas dialers
I'm trynna bust this Internet nut
Turn the camera on and stick it in her butt

Me and D-Money keep smokin' that bomb
Need a little game, you better log on
Girls get naked, lickin' on my dog bone

Me and D-Money keep smokin' that bomb
Need a little game, you better log on
Girls get naked
Lickin' on my dog bone, lick it

No need to go, got some weed to blow
Got that goodwill game to feed the po'
I got bitches don't ask what these are fo'
Might learn a few things that you need to know

So kick back and watch the show
Short Dig on the mic, can't stop the flow
All the squares get out the do'
If you ain't high enough yet

You need to pop some mo'
And check out the player's site
The content is all that and a tear bite, yeah
You can download the pimp fashion

Old School Too Short wit the pimp classics
One million hits in a days time
Women so fine they'll daze your mind, we online
The computer from the eight track

Me and D-Money keep smokin' that bomb
Need a little game, you better log on
Girls get naked, lickin' on my dog bone

Me and D-Money keep smokin' that bomb
Need a little game, you better log on
Girls get naked

Big Dez is on the beat, yea fo' show
Doin' the freakiest shit, Short Dog style
Wanna send a shout out to my homeboy Whitey Cracker

My pimp partner K.B. up in this motherfucker
And I wanna send a special shout out to all the broadband users
I know you ain't wastin' no time to getting' to the point
It's all good baby, you can dial up if you have to

As long as you enjoy the show, it's Pipmpology, biatch
Oh yeah, and it's all real baby
None of those silicone, blonde Barbie bitches
Titties all crooked and shit, naw, naw, none of that

You got a website player? What's yo address?
You know? It's that old game baby
It all started at the Player's Ball
Don't miss the next party
'Cuz you might get lucky, biatch