Lyrics:
of air.
I keep a bad bitch with a fat derriere,
And you know that hoe fresher than a new pair.
Retro elevens on the pedal! I'm taking this to the next
change
But it ain't no illusion, I know you all have witnessed
He rollin' in my Caady mo' wit' fly bitches
Makin' ole deals, now, ho, ain't Bob Barker
But
of the beast
Can you please pray for me?
Get God on the phone
Said it won't be long
I see jiggaboos, I see Styrofoams
My hood going brazy
Where did we go
Cus Pimpin ain't easy
But I know somebody had to do it
I'm always in motion just like the ocean
All a trick gotta do is c'mon drink some of my
Pimps
Can I ask is she ever gonna "Me Too" that? Hell no!
Whatever girl, get your bread
Just sounds funny in my head
Really turned out how Pimp C said
Pimpin'
Triple C you know that's us
CMB, you know that's us
Always strapped when I hit the club
Niggas give me dap, bitches give me hugs
And since I'm paid
a picture and a text
Fiends want dough, tricks want sex
Bitches want dick, pimps want a grip
Motherfuckers wanna know when you gon' slip
Man, you rich,
livin' every breath
Won't be for me
Retaliation every death, let's make 'em bleed
'Cause do or die is the only way
And though I pray
I can see you getting
ass nigga)
Yeah, I took all my old jewelry back and upgraded to baguettes
Yeah, I used to be broke, but I'm rich now, I know you heard that
Yeah, I
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
duty there
And I got a public announcement for all you muf**kas worldwide
Word to me shit for Keenbean all let her pimp a dream team
If you ain't got
Man Weezy's a legend (yeah)
You can tell by the bottom of my sleeve when you see what's in a bezel
And he be on a level that's so terrific
I'm in
don't understand your plan at all man
but you should be around niggas like me
pimps
Ya man
this niggas is a trip, you know what I'm sayin
but niggas
by the boatload?
Doing him a favor when I'm rockin' out later
Alligator on my shoes and boots
And new suit mean new recruits, ya dig?
('Cause you
know what im saying?
Look, we about to go I 255, [yeah]straight up to Memphis.
[ya show]See what im saying, Paul said he gone meet us by Wal-Greens, we
'cause I'm gonna bust a cap in that ass.
Me and Pac goin' let you know about
That ol' playa haten ass shit though.
Ya see these jealous muthafuckas
Now you can call me Iceberg slim
Got a bottom bitch, all about her biz
Getting cash and she call me daddy
Cause your boy a pimp
I don’t gas ,I
Fo' you know it ya noggins split ya bottom teeth is falling out
Got a problem wit partner, I see him in the city and call him out
It wasn't for
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
Pull up with a Glock my shooters never missing
Listen
I never ever gonna be second one position
Drive by’s outside thats a my religion
You lame dogs
account
Nigga ain't ya mad at me
I'm so happy to see that you stopped your life to watch mine
Yeah you see it fool
Snoop's everywhere, Italy I'm heavy
account
Nigga ain't ya mad at me
I'm so happy to see that you stopped your life to watch mine
Yeah you see it fool
Snoop's everywhere, Italy I'm heavy
I ain’t gonna tell you who it is
C’mon, rap along
Tick tock tick, things are gettin' thick
Here comes the heavster, and I know it makes ya -
I spit it i spit it so you could feel it
You know what I'm saying
I'm saying I put my personality into it
These hoes is all the same
They all want
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