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What you heard about What you heard about What you heard about me? P.I.M.P What you heard about What you heard about What you heard about me?
P-I-M-P I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfuckin'
I will show them the wrath of FRIEZA V-A-M-P What? what? what? V-A-M-P What? what? what? V-A-M-P What? what? what It's what I would be (It is what I
P-I-M-P I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfuckin'
P-I-M-P, ain't no bitch like me I'm a P-I-M-P, aint nothing on me cheap P-I-M-P, pimping niggas every week P-I-M-P, You wack bitches find a seat
P-I-M-P I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfucking
ça bicravais des doses Et je pimpe ma life avec du seille-o Fucking P.M, P.M, P.I.M.P P.M, P.M, P.I.M.P P.I.M.P, P.I.M.P Fuck P.F, P
I am a S-I-M-P Spending money and I still feel empty Say you love me 'til my pocket's emptied Why would you do that? Why would you let me? Shop,
I'm having nightmares, ooh ooh My niggas say I'm p-noid They say I'm just p-noid I'm having nightmares, ooh ooh My niggas say I'm p-noid They
Hundo P I’m Hundo P I’m good I’m good I’m good I’m good I’m Gucci G You know the Meez I’m Hundo P I’m Hundo P I’m good I’m good I’m good I’m good I’m
[Noreaga]: Thugged out Millitainment "Def Jam Vendetta" We comin' at ya'll Straigh to the STREETS... Yeah, we have the M.O.P. shit - the M.O.P. shit
[Noreaga]: Thugged out Millitainment "Def Jam Vendetta" We comin' at ya'll Straigh to the STREETS... Yeah, we have the M.O.P. shit - the M.O.P. shit
now it’s nothing Baby you got the cards in your hand just play All I want is us there’s no better way to say Baby can’t ya see I’m s-i-m-p-l-e simple
P-I-M-P I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfucking
P-I-M-P I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I'm a motherfucking
Yeah, N.Y.M.P. the realest, uh This is educated thug music, niggas Life's a battle, mean streets eat you alive Blocks'll have you, tryin'
Yeah yeah yeah yeah S.I.M.P A S.I.M.P A S.I.M.P A S.I.M.P S.I.M.P A S.I.M.P A S.I.M.P A S.I.M.P I am, A S.I.M.P Gave you all my love And you left me
Nebula J Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah (Yung spoiler) S-I-M-P, yeah S-I-M-P, yeah S-I-M-P, yeah S-I-M-P S-I-M-P, yeah S-I-M-P, yeah S-I-M-P, yeah
smoke my B's? Never could you take my G's I'm a Po P-I-M-P Do you wanna rock with me? Do you wanna smoke my B's? Never could you take my G's I'm a Po
Long Time Comin (It's the P M P baby DJ Phish) (Doing big thangs making doors open) (Setting no limits holding no boundaries) (Galaxy Productions)
S-T-A-M-P Stampin' on the ground S-T-A-M-P Stampin' on the ground S-T-A-M-P Stampin' on the ground S-T-A-M-P Stampin' on the ground Woah, yeah
(Wheezy outta here) Pushin' P Yeah, pushin' P, turn me up Turn me up, P, uh-ah Pointers in the Patek and my piece, I'm pushin' P Copped new
C-A-M-P B-L-O-O-D C-A-M-P B-L-O-O-D C-A-M-P B-L-O-O-D C-A-M-P B-L-O-O-D Camp Blood Camp Blood Camp Blood Camp Blood You'll see the whispers
C H A M P In Da C H A M P 넘겨갈 페이지 이건 First cover 역사를 적어 보여줄 테니 Microphone check it C H A M P In Da C H A M P 넘겨갈 페이지 이건 First cover 역사를 적어 보여줄 테니
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