Lyrics:
like my ligaments
I love her if she cinnamon
Outta bars like I'm Eminem
Counting cards like a pendulum
Swag by the ounce, I could sell it by the ziplock
the mackin' game
All my mackin' women throw the
Left to the right now (Super fly)
Me and my girls
Throwing long hair and afros to the wind
We got a love jones,
a pimp
Next thing I know, I'm tellin' lies again
Sellin' dreams to hoes from everything I know
Grab the microphone then I spit these flows
I came in this
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with, shake ya ass
Attention all y'all players and pimps
Right now in the place to be (shake ya ass)
I thought
Shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with, shake ya ass
Attention all y'all players and pimps
Right now in the place to be (shake ya ass)
I thought
One in there with an ass so fat I seen it with my pimp view vision (Oh!)
You ain't got no panties on, my rep' name, The Panic Zone
(Ali, is you
Hilfiger made by Tommy
So when I speak, hope to reach my boricua mamis
Oh, come to papi, I love it when it's wet and sloppy
In and out the mouthpiece
queens by my side no pimp thing
This the real life, and we be living it
I had a farm so big I grew everything
Cows goats sheep crops
I grew everything
gotta love it, New York City (haha)
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on
My neck, and my wrist, and my ears
I'm doin' my thang (haha)
motherfucker (hoo)
Taking over flows is the Limp pimp (dick)
Need a Bizkit to save this crew from Jon Davis
I'm gonna drop a little east side skill (ooh)
Ya
motherfucker (hoo)
Taking over flows is the Limp pimp (dick)
Need a Bizkit to save this crew from Jon Davis
I'm gonna drop a little east side skill (ooh)
Ya
got ghetto credit
Don't let the industry pimp you, pimp you, pimp you
(Chorus - repeat 2X)
As time keep passin' us by in my community
Wathcin'
[Hook]
Denial, finally my turn
So if you play wit fire you know you gone get burned
My life is in denial, finally my turn
So if you play wit fire,
Chika-ah
Come on
Well, here's a lil' story that we like to tell
About two bad brothas that you know so well
With a pimp gain shoe game know we up
on the
Prawl of gold-diggin' missions
And my folks is livin' foul
They whoopin' ass with precision
Fallin' back at the club, smoked up
Gettin' scoped by a hoe
I'll shoot your black ass!
I'm a magnet to money, the paper is where I'm at
They attracted to me, they treat me like Pimp C.
I'm a P-I-M-P yo chick
sure you love me
You so far, I'm so cold, you the blanket make me warm
And I'm missing you again multiple that by a ten
Are you sure you love me sure
Women setting up niggas all from a broken heart
All they know is show no love think that mean
They going hard
Men Not recognizing the scars
They inflict
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
crack
Just keep doin' what you doin', don't change a thing
And you'll see how much love this pimp game can bring
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Devin the Dude]
and got it
Next bid-itch is spotted for sex kiddish is not it
Lookin' for a dick (legal) bitch fo' the whole trap
That will do me stuey helmet hella'
The judge that sent me got capped by my nigga C
And now his ass is sent up the river next to me
Four years pass and we back on the shoulder
Cut a fifty up
know they don't wanna go back, no glory
Scene IV, the pimp got took out by Barry's brother
We got this tip on some new fresh bait
Money in their heads
on the continent, it's here, it's everywhere
And this is, if you will, a war, an all out assault by
The sly fox, Cyclops, we locked in the idiot box
The video slots
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