Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike - Heard About Me Lyrics

Mmm
Yeah, yeah

I'm not saying I'm a saint
But I know what games I play
And I know what games I don't (ayy, ayy)
And I don't say that I'm complete
But I know what classy means
And I know that you are not

Sitting there in your fast cars, windows down
Bad songs blasting out
Cat calls but you don't know my name

I don't know what you heard about me
But you won't get me out on that D
Boy, your hustle tricks are so cheap
You're just a mother-effing P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But you won't get me out on that D
Boy, your hustle tricks are so cheap
You're just a mother-effing P-I-M-P (woo)

(Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go)

Do you think it's that easy? (Easy)
Do you think you gon' get me? (Get me)
Just been telling me you want me (want me)
I'm sorry, not sorry, no
Come on, boy, what happened to your manners?
Come on, boy, it know what really matters, yeah
Well you won't get to me

Sitting there in your fast cars, windows down
Bad songs blasting out
Cat calls but you don't know my name
You don't know my name

I don't know what you heard about me (no)
But you won't get me out on that D
Boy, your hustle tricks are so cheap
You're just a mother-effing P-I-M-P (no, no)
I don't know what you heard about me
But you won't get me out on that D
Boy, your hustle tricks are so cheap
You're just a mother-effing P-I-M-P (woo)

I don't know what you heard about me
But you won't get me out on that D
Boy, your hustle tricks are so cheap
You're just a mother-effing P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But you won't get me out on that D
Boy, your hustle tricks are so cheap
You're just a mother-effing P-I-M-P