Lyrics:
no mo'
Lil' Spanish mami, young Mexicana
Fed her white lies, no Benny Blanco
Took one hit and it mesmerized her
Shorty tryna get me lined by
getter
Now me, I'm out to get the grits, more than a little bit
If I said, "Don't get it Black," you know I'd be a hypocrite
Levels often fluctuate
as I got a clip I got some shit to hit 'em with
The nigga killer I get iller when the shit gets thick
My brain flips, I start thinkin' like a lunatic
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
I
there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passin' by in a stroller remindin'
get with it, record labels and the industry is sick with it
P.D.'s some really don't know a hit for shit
Kick the bitch if you diss my hit, you might
flight like a kite
When the wind blows
Creepin in my Timbo's
Most, hoe's know, I'm out to get the loot
Fuck being your boyfriend girl I want to hit
and hutch
While my rims blinding, while p rolling the dutch
Cause I'm too much for ma's and grandpa's to solve
Roll the windows to your cars, when out
ain’t gon miss em
They be saying shit that they don’t mean ion feel em
Imma get it all by any means god willing
All I wanted was to ball with my dogs
I
I slip and slide with this chick from Norway
Whips I push, make the bitch's jaw sway
Then I hit they bush, leave 'em drippin all day
Then I get like
about to bust your bubble like a tree lord
Too much marijuana got me p-noid
I'm killing instrumentals with that All So Simple Can It Be, boy
Shout to Lil
love this instrumental
My beats flow like Keats
Spit bars that's essential
To hit hard
That big stick up in the East
Get a yellow card
Drop the heat for
the dick, thinkin I'm innocent
They up in the mall shoppin for me pickin a fit
I got them heffer's nose red
and when we get in the bed, I be leavin em with
to even the score
For the niggaz that's slow five to the O
D double E P Means fifty deep
Nigga hit ya from the front
Hit from the back
Hit ya everywhere
the rock called double up
So get lit take a hit shop is open all day
From L.A. to the Bay it's Mack 10 & E-Fortaay
(E-40) Sometimes I wonder if
the rock called double up
So get lit take a hit shop is open all day
From L.A. to the Bay it's Mack 10 & E-Fortaay
(E-40) Sometimes I wonder if
hide the medicine inside of the candy
Get cured by the music blasting out of your camry
If not I'll hide the medicine inside of your brandy
Cuz I know
hide the medicine inside of the candy
Get cured by the music blasting out of your camry
If not I'll hide the medicine inside of your brandy
Cuz I know
hide the medicine inside of the candy
Get cured by the music blasting out of your camry
If not I'll hide the medicine inside of your brandy
Cuz I know
ain't playing
We ain't finna talk
12 hit the lights
They got me fucked up
I ain't finna stop
Tell em get up with me
I ain't finna stop
Tell em get up with
him if he wants beef
Kill a cow you should know, P
I be never cooking with the flows, P
Hit 'em with the syllables and multi
In fact, let me kill him
Intro
Hook (instrumental)
Here we go, here we go, here we go, here we go
Verse 1
Wonder when will I blow up I used to wonder how I made my bread
real mayne
This for everybody out there searchin for somethin
Ain't nothin wrong with makin it out
Stay focused, get what you can get man and keep movin
was a season
(Yeah! Yeah) we Live As Kings commit treason
(Yeah) , the (tribe and Vllg, we eat 'em)
I mean, lead 'em, get 'em
Up, kiddie rap scheme,
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