Lyrics:
P: bitch, this p world here, bitch, ain't man except me.
I ain't comin for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, bitch
Here go the money. you
quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Yo, man
Yo, man
Yo, yo, yo man
Yo, man
Yo, man
Get the fuck out
Pump that
Pump that
Pump, p
tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man she spilt a drink on my cream wallows
Reach the gate, hungry
" because you're curious
Of the rap style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, but my brothers stay mutual
[parrish smith]
While I'm
[T.I.]
hey wut it is pimpin, Slim Thug n T.I.P. doing it B.I.G wit B.I.G (ye a ye yea..) yall understand wut im sayin (heyy..) PSC pimpin, yall
tipsy, say no mo'
Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man she spilt
the club tipsy, say no mo'
Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man
Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man she spilt a drink on my cream
clockin some dough!
She say she got a old man,that ain't never stop me before!
You can tell nigga,we some G's and Mack's because G's and Mack's
Usually ride
of my P's
He been getting all of my cheese
Bunn that shit we ain't smoke no trees
Already told you I'm nuts, no deez
Man finesse my age with ease
Still
Smokin blunts with my crew, flippin over 62's
Cause G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G
I got P-A-I-D, that's why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
P: bitch, this p world here, bitch, ain't man except me.
I ain't comin for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, bitch
Here go the money. you
hard
For me to move on
You the baddest in the world
You can't do wrong
Girl you make me wanna S.I.N.G
Girl for you know Ima S.I.M.P
Yeah
S.I.M.P
Gave you
Now that we down with all of the nonsense
If you know you not a groupie make some noise
G R O U P I E
Told me that she ain't a freak
Told me that she
lowkey poppin' over here (yh yh)
It's lowkey poppin' over here
(yh yh, we got it)
This ain't WWE or UFC
So you just spare like an MOT
I won't shank a man
only a man can tell you what's on his mind
When he look you in the eyes
In other words don't judge a book by its cover
See we successful black
to super soak their ass.
So Method Man show these niggaz the deal.
Let these muthafuckaz know that your hard to kill.
Who dat nigga?
You on with me
Don't quote me, boy, 'cause I ain't said shit
Yo, man
Yo, man
Yo, yo, yo man
Yo, man
Yo, man
Get the fuck out
Pump that
Pump that
Pump, p
Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man she spilt a drink on my cream
the club tipsy, say no mo'
Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man
And it'll set you free
(Oh, G-O-D's my reality)
'Cause I've watched you, baby
You my main man
Yeah
(We're elevating strong and we're goin'
And it'll set you free
(Oh, G-O-D's my reality)
'Cause I've watched you, baby
You my main man
Yeah
(We're elevating strong and we're goin'
four might just
Turn up at your show me watching in a venue
Man we're leaving with your soul
I ain't tweeting little hoes
I need my P's to come and grow
mother
So ride the town with me
We got Oz
We got halfs
We got P's
Smoke this pressure while you slide with a G
Never on me cause its always on me
Ride
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