Lyrics:
Venimos tirando rap por toda la ciudad
En la segunda cerrada nos puedes encontrar
Ponte atento frena un poco y vamos a fumar
S.M.N.P acaba de llegar
cheap (Cheap)
Stop that, I’m the P.I.M.P
That one is the birthday blunt (blunt)
I’m 1.7 and got same in one (one)
And I got bro, his name Ivan
He came
me
She wan see d d d d
Spin that skr ski di di di
This bitch Morgan moving free ly ly ly
I need a girl fuck that I ain't p di di di
I'm a p i m p
You
haffi shoot my shot
You know imma roll with a rifle
You know that your M.V.P.
Let them envy me
If a brother wants to try
That's a cemetery
I want a slice
Yeah
Ay, ay
I'm pushing pressure
Look
I give my verses with such passion and purpose
I'm Pushing P
This not a phase, my craft is perfect
Been poppin
tension, very well
I'm pushing p, heaving
Coughing and wheezing
Sweating and crying and bleeding
Bitch from the east, sweden
My niggas demons
Bitch i'm
A, B, C, D, E, F, G
H, I, J, K, K, L, M, O, P Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z
JE CONNAIS MON ALPHABET À TOI DE LE RÉCITER !
A, B, C, D, E, F, G
H, I, J,
you dropping it is killing me
I'll meet you in the VIP
I'll taking to the VIP, B-Lo from the N.A.P.
Popping my player, baby, yeah, I'm pushing P
Like
got hate in my heart
It's a one side thing
Mind at peace
One side beef
Don't got time for the drama thing
Got my mind on the m's and p's
Them man fake
She hoppin' on top, she dizzy I'm pushin' P no Diddy
I was in New York, I was in New York I was in New York, no fitty
It was some slight , yes it was
than keys
I'm a P-I-M-P, what you mean
She can have it all, Louis and Gucci
Put her in Chanel from the head to the feet
Gotta move around, if you movin'
I'm pushin' P real pimp, lil' bitch, they call me Slickback
Duckie Innis bitch got my on bread, come get your trick back
Lil' bitch tryna beef, she
chains
The right to pump fat directly into your veins
Acting fucking deranged getting enraged
Fighting to put MAPS on the Map
M. A. P. What does it spell
that I'm a P-I-M-P
Bitch, you talk behind the screen and I don't act like I can read
Call me crip and blood, the way I'm trying to C them bleed
Hit
e fatt chiagnere
lacreme e'nfamitá
Femmena tu si na malafemmena
ma a me sta facc d'angelo m serv p campà
Mett o countdown
però o tiemp vol nda sta
est nulle
Barrières m'empêcheront pas de rentrer en force
Tu m'comprendrais p't-être si je parlais en morse
Appel moi par mon nom, pas mon nom de scène
I swear she always got her game face on
Yea I'm ballin baby, but you the M V P
Dunk them ones on her like I'm MJ Hoe
Dunk them ones on her like
alphabet
I done had more J's than Z
No chitter-chat
Need more than a couple G's
The fit intact
Let them know that I'm a P
You said that you want it
I got it,
and making surprise
If fall in my lies she says yisuscrist(high)
Later she feels so right(all right)
Look I'm the P.I.M.P
Most improve player like the greek
Call a huddle Base 42 Cover 3 I'm A P outta town with P's on me (huh)/I know my ABCs do numbers like 123 I'm nice with the dice watch me Teedalie
2x
a G
Bitches say I'm a treat
She gone charge you a fee
Then come back to me
And do that same shit for free
Bitch I'm a p.I.m.p
This that shit
All these
on the gram
This green make you fly so I call it the Peter pan
Cane in my hand i'm a p i m p
If you see me with my money better know I'll die in piece
Last
not all that fun
I'm a P-A-R-T-Y A-N-I-M-A-L it's true
I'm a crazy, dancing M-A-C-H-I-N-E with you
And if you don't like the way I B-R-E-A-K it down
me be me
I don't know what you heard about me, bitch, I'm a P.I.M.P
Like Baskin-Robbins with the Za, gettin' high, smokin' thirty-one Flavors
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