Lyrics:
got more back than Kardashian
See I'm a pimp by day so what you see late night
Riding like a Harley how I turned her to a bike
Champagne with the ice
Francis, M to the iz-H phenomenal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp
Pour me up a double cup
But i'm not sippin lean, yeah
That's what took Fredo Santana
But not taking me, yeah
That's what took Pimp C
I got pimp in
Wobbledy wobble, wo-wo-wobble, wobbin'
Ass so fat, all these bitches' pussies is throbbin'
Bad bitches, I'm your leader, Phantom by the meter
Somebody
Wobbledy wobble, wo-wo-wobble, wobbin'
Ass so fat, all these bitches' pussies is throbbin'
Bad bitches, I'm your leader, Phantom by the meter
Somebody
other cows,
skinny and vile
Well the thin cows ate the fat cows which I thought would do them good
But it didn't make them fatter like I thought
house hurting
I really wanna go to mars to be away from humans
They say I rap good, shit, gifted hands, I'm Ben Carson
You both so skinny that you out
phonk
Sipping on gin, living in sin
Lean in the trunk
RIP to Screw, rest in peace to Pimp C
Shout out to the H and that fucking SUC
My fucking brain is
on a street corner
Remember Compton's in the house, and Quik is in the hood
Sippin' yak with all my niggaz 'cause it's tooted good
So don't knock it till you
While the khakis and chronic, got the bitches still breakin' they neck
Move the crowd without breakin' a sweat
Trendsetter, with a Beretta, so keep it
effects
While the khakis and chronic, got the bitches still breakin' they neck
Move the crowd without breakin' a sweat
Trendsetter, with a Beretta, so
chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy
chevy on my head rest how ya feel? i feel good
chrome exhaust with the leather in the wood
flip flop candy drop mj's wit da socks dope boy get fresh chevy
a fella livin' solely by the ramblers only code
Some people're born to roam
Fate gave 'em roamin' natures
An' so they wander aroun'
Leavin' people
a thousand grams, hit it, now she's so high
I can't deal with that pimp disease so she got sprung and couldn't stop
I guess she didn't have enough, of that
you wasn’t
I legit always check on y’all so much to make sure y’all was doing good
I guess y’all always forget about me
This includes family members
to vote by saying the
Lesser of two evils is still a choice
Well maybe or maybe not
Niggas rhyming like they got 80 Glocks
You home watching I Love the 80's
Take a few M-16s to the hood
Pass 'em all out on the block, what's good?
I'ma put the Compton swap meet by the White House
Republican run up, get
Dancing like the nights are down in Nashville
But I seem to know the ghosts who like to run
I got a call to go to a late night picture show
So I
Gasp your breath as you huff and puff
The big daddy got more than enough good stuff
Cause I'm just like secret when it comes to trimin'
Strong enough
high I can fly
Your b****** are so dried
I guess I'm gonna spray em
Im telling you good bay
I need to flex it
Yeah aight
I'm flexing on this
I'm
him
He was so shocked eyes wide open
Then I jumped over her and elbowed
Him in his lower back
The skinny bit he's reeling in pain it
Felt so good i
warned
Your momma the good book the o.g.'s told you
Ain't nothing worse than a woman scorn
You've been hearing that since you were born
So what's
New orleans
Keep it real, I'ma do that regardless
Only so many real niggas left
Before I be with a nigga that speak on a nigga
I'll rather kick it by
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