\Mendez\

Oh, hello...
Oh, no, no, no...you called me in.
Is your watch broke? Sit down.

My friends been talkin'
Sain' you don't love me
Say you all about hustling
And makin' that sweet money

You fill your chalice with wine
You got a feather in your cap
You say I look so fun
And give my back side a pat

Your nick name for me
is "Trick" or "Girl number five"
It makes me think you don't know
what it's like for a woman to feel a lie.

So when I ask what you are
You take a drag from your blunt cigare
And the tears will up in your eyes
I know that my friends tell lies
cuz...
Pimps don't cry
They never shed a tear
(never, never cry
never shed a tear)

\Cee Lo\

Oh, woman!
Look at my eyes, baby
I crying...
Have mercy.

Now, my lovely queen,
I'm so sorry that I rased my voice
Cuz, see, love could turn a man so mean
What is later doesn't give him any choice

And now, yeah, I like to dress nice
that form, shoes, rings and a ferrous beard
And, oh yeah, I flash my eyes
Dammit, woman! I am a man to be feared!

Oh, but the sun goes down
And all that money has pound upon the dresser
You see, a man works hard for his woman in town
And I, I don't [bad word] home just a second guesser.

Mmmm... So you would not second guesser me?
Cuz one thing that me and you can both agree
That when you see this tears in my eyes
Just know that all the roomers are lies!
Cuz...
Pimps don't cry
Pimps don't cry
Pimps don't cry
no they don't
And never shed a tear
(never, never cry
never shed a tear)

\Mendez\ You like a black doctor Fear
\Cee Lo\ Don't cry. For you no, baby
\Mendez\ I see your tears baby
\Cee Lo\ I... I love you now!
\Mendez\ Is that wazee?
\Cee Lo\ You don't have to work poor type
\Mendez\ Why do you have a knife dropper in your hand, baby?