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A troubled man stalked by criminals 
Creeping through the city 
I step on the block to chat with 
Thugs from all the drugs for fat cat 
Stepping off
her?
You think she gon' stick around if them twenty-five years occur?
You think he can hold you down when you down behind bars, hurt?
You think y'all
photography
Following through the autopsy
But man, fuck it, pour some acid on them, too
That's what I would do, Skinny Pimp what would you do?

Just look
ya
Bandages or hell you would

All brown and skinny but I've
Fucked up so many
I got QP's and halves, if we beefin' I blast
You sleepin' I laugh, ask
all the cabbage
Steal from the rich and give to the poor
We sell a few drugs, bust a few slugs, and pimp a few hoes
Don't let us find a vacant
gettin any
Oh by the way... you're too fuckin skinny
Why don't you go weep, and wash your stankin ass feet
while my vogues burn, up and down the street
I
Have you ever looked a real
Killer in they eyes
And survived when niggas drive
By letting them fly

You a real pimp tell me
What that make yo wife
dissect it
Soundin' like Corky got his nubs on a websters dictionary
A Ras Kass record and a brand new MPC
Pressing all them pretty buttons making wack
'Cause we knock 'em unconscious with that non-sense
Read in between that fine print, think about lyrical content
Then about where your time spent
Mess
'Cause we knock 'em unconscious with that non-sense
Read in between that fine print, think about lyrical content
Then about where your time spent
Mess
your ass over and tap the butt
Too $hort baby all in them guts
I'm not your ABC, from the alphabet
Every letter I'll write'll get your pussy wet
It's
at me cause I've got them triple beams
And I'll even show you something that before you've never seen
Tick tock, your time's about to stop
We're bringing
all the cabbage
Steal from the rich and give to the poor
We sell a few drugs, bust a few slugs, and pimp a few hoes
Don't let us find a vacant
exactly
I'll pimp prophets so profounding labels don't like contract me
I'm one of a kind; they gotta find a satellite to contact me
Let us bow, I thank
never call me a liar
Say whatever but can never call me a RAT
Ask them you look up to and they all stamping that
We get pass the like it's June or July
pennies
Imma do this rap till they
Hand over the benji’s
Enough talk about you handling a semi
We know ain’t no tucking them
Hammer in them skinnys

Don’t
a one-25, on 25's
Them 20's on the five
My coochie rate sky rocketed
Look Ock I'm a pimp
That's why I popped ya chick
Sis' got the it, know she tryna' cop me
a one-25, on 25's
Them 20's on the five
My coochie rate sky rocketed
Look Ock I'm a pimp
That's why I popped ya chick
Sis' got the it, know she tryna' cop me
underrated of my generation
Behind them crooked smiles niggas neglect to embrace me
Respect is in order now
My liquor is more to y'all
You throwing them
I'm ready to peal a sucker's cap
And I heard that my hood was makin' snaps

As I precede to make my riches
Just like the neighborhood kingpin, pimp
wet it was wild, 
Then I dug these two twins thick wit Hennessey one was Remy Red, 
Wit skinny legs, 
Both of them game to give me head, 
Wit
wet it was wild, 
Then I dug these two twins thick wit Hennessey one was Remy Red, 
Wit skinny legs, 
Both of them game to give me head, 
Wit
driveway

[Chorus]
Do you think they can take me, you gon need a whole army to fuckin take me
Fuck all y'all Switch

[Verse Two]
verse two
talk about another
I know about it, I stay about it, I'm so about it, you ain't about it
I think about it, I thought about it, you ain't about it, I'm all about it

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